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Brigham Young University alumna Sidney Draughon (center) flew in from New York to join a protest against the Honor Code Office. Kelsie Moore/KUER. Source. 
Back in my college days at BYU some guy friends I knew made t-shirts that said “Get Honor.” They weren’t the overly righteous kind so when pressed about it they explained, “get honor… get on her… get it?” Haha, good times guys. I actually probably did laugh since it was a rather covert way to give a wink and a nod to BYU’s notoriously strict honor code.

Recently BYU and their honor code, or more specifically their Honor Code Office, have been getting a lot of attention in the press and I’d like to talk about that today. For fellow alumni or other members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints I think this will be an interesting and eye opening conversation. For people not of our faith I think you will be like WHAT IN THE HOLY GEE GALL IS EVEN HAPPENING I DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS ON ANY LEVEL? And you will not be wrong. 

When you agree to go to BYU, whether you are a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints or not, you agree to live by BYU’s honor code. Among the rules are some of the obvious biggies like no drinking, no smoking, no doing drugs, no pre-marital sex, but the honor code takes it even further and you also agree not to let any member of the opposite sex in your bedroom (which they may have to re-think now that there is a rising and visible LGBT community on campus), no tank tops, shorts or skirts above the knee(either on or off campus) and men have to be clean shaven–that’s right no beards even. (Unless you somehow score a coveted beard card. Do they still have those? And no I’m not making this up.) There was also a curfew of when members of the opposite sex needed to be out of our apartment and I’m sure some other rules I’m forgetting but this is the gist of the honor code.

Like it or not, these are the rules and if you want to go to a great school where you can get an excellent education that is HIGHLY subsidized by tithing from members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day saints, then you gotta play by the rules. (Current undergraduate tuition at BYU for a church member is less than 6K for TWO semesters. For a non-member less than 12K.) Each year you have an “ecclesiastical interview” with your Bishop that must be signed to ensure you’re still in good standing with ol’ Brigham’s honor code.

But here’s the thing… I didn’t know anyone, and I mean ANYONE that never broke one or more rules of the honor code. Being in a member of the opposite sex’s bedroom was a given. Wearing tank tops off campus? Yep. For me, and for many other devout members of the church, I saw a big different between say drinking or having pre-marital sex (things that go against the Church’s standards as a whole) vs. some of these smaller things like not going in my boyfriend’s bedroom or wearing a tank top (things that while perhaps frowned upon in certain circles, certainly aren’t against Church-wide rules.) Still for the sake of truth I would tell my Bishop’s about being in boys’ bedrooms and I was never seriously reprimanded or made to feel bad about it and never did any suggest I go to the honor code and report myself thank goodness.
 
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Healthy Salad Dressing Hack

Salad season is upon us. Truth be told I’m a year-round salad eater. A veggie lover at heart who would take a plate full of veggies over fruit any day. (Just give me m’damn chocolate at the end of the meal OK?)

It’s funny how salads have become synonymous with healthy, when a salad can be pretty much anything you want–including unhealthy. Of course this depends a little on your definition of “healthy” but for many restaurants salads can be one of the more fatty and calorie-heavy options. Last year when I started tracking my macros I felt like for the first time I had an idea of what “healthy” really looked like, and it was all about balance. Making sure I’m getting all my macro-nutrients–protein, fat and carbs–in the right proportions. I don’t keep strict track of my macros anymore, but I’m still very mindful of increasing my overall protein intake while keeping my fats and carbs at medium levels. When it comes to salads it’s easy to hit the right amount of proteins, fats and carbs with the base ingredients–greens, chicken, beans, peppers, fennel, sweet potatoes, avocado–just to name a few favorites, but it’s the dressing where that balance can really get out of whack. I prefer homemade salad dressings for the simple fact that you can’t beat the taste! But most dressings call for 1/2 cup or more of oil. Straight up oil.

Last year I discovered store-bought greek yogurt based salad dressings. They were so good with a fraction of the fat and calories of regular dressing AND because they use greek yogurt, they actually have protein. Then I figured, what if I try that same substation in my homemade dressings and of course it worked fabulously!
 
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Alt Summit 2019 Report

photo by Nicole Breanne
Alt Summit is always an amazing experience and this year was no different. This is my 6th time coming to this conference (!) and it was especially fun this year as Alt was the place where I had the idea for my book, When Charley Met Emma, and where I met the book’s illustrator Merrilee Liddiard and where I’ve spent years connecting with women who inspired and helped me take this book from dream to reality. Since this year’s Alt was just a few weeks after my book’s release it felt like coming home after winning the championship game. Everyone was just as excited for my success as I was–so many friends congratulating me, lining up for my book signing and sharing the book with their friends and their friends’ friends. That is the magic that of this amazing Alt Summit community.

Here are a few highlights of Alt for me this time around.
1. My book signing!
I was lucky enough to be doing a book signing at the same time as Camille Andros and Sarah Jane Wright, both seasoned children’s book authors (Sarah Jane is also an illustrator) and all around lovely people. Yet, it was also one of those vunerable things where you sit at a table with your book, a sharpie and a hopeful smile on your face just begging the Universe that at least one person will show up and that you won’t have spinach stuck in your teeth for an hour. But people came! They bought my book! They asked me to sign it and even asked for photos with me. And while there was no spinach in my teeth, I was having an unfortunate Seinfeld hair day, but it was such a fantastic experience.
 
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Last Minute Easter Basket Gifts

photo by my friend Reachel Bagely of Cardigan Empire.

I honestly haven’t thought much about Easter until a few readers and friends told me they’re going to be adding my book, When Charley Met Emma, to their kids Easter baskets! Amazing! And honestly, it is a great Easter basket stuffer–a book that teaches children about kindness and inclusion? Sounds Jesus approved to me! And for those of you who have been putting off your Easter Basket purchases (raising my hand!) here are some last-minute ideas for you that you can get at Target or Amazon* in time for Easter Sunday if you order in the next couple of days (I’m ordering today just to be safe). Some of these we’ve already got and some I’m throwing in my shopping cart right now! 
 
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Limb Difference Awareness Month || What’s Really Wrong

I’ve often said that when Lamp was born I was given a new set of eyes and that I never saw the world the same way again. That is both true and misleading. My new eyes, much like a newborn’s, took time to adjust. I didn’t just suddenly see everything clearly, it was a process. It still is a process. The love I had for Lamp was immediate, as was my desire to protect her and to help others to see, as I now did, that she was not a “burden” and that she was worthy of friendship, love, acceptance and inclusion just like the rest of us.

And right there, I give myself away. Why would I feel the need to point out that she deserved acceptance if I hadn’t known in my heart of hearts that in my life I had not considered a disabled person as my equal? Ever. People with disabilities were to be avoided or they were there for my inspiration. And when my daughter was born I knew I had to confront an ugly truth deep inside. I was deeply, deeply prejudice.

And I knew it wasn’t just me–it was most people I knew. Society had a collective problem I was just beginning to understand called ableism. Disability was either sad or heroic. If someone I knew gave birth to a child with a disability, that was sad. And if I saw a disabled person doing something “normal” like going to college or having a job, they were heros. Look at them and their positive attitudes in the face of daily adversity. Little did I know that my viewpoint of them was likely their biggest “daily adversity.”

As I started to uncover these layers within me–ingrained in most of society–I just kept writing, spotlighting and sharing. I never felt angry at children for their lack of understanding when it came to seeing Lamp for the first time–it’s not their fault, I thought. Of course they don’t know any better. Of course they’re curious.

Until one day, I woke up and the truth smacked me in the face. It might not be the children’s fault but it sure as hell is someone’s fault. It was societies fault–all of us–complicit and I can’t believe I had never noticed before. My daughter is different from most, but certainly not an anomaly. After she was born I started seeing people with limb differences everywhere: A little boy down the street from us. Two kids in one day at a local shopping center. A mother who from the same preschool we went to.

People with disabilities were everywhere!
And yet, no where. Not on our TV screens. Not in our advertisements. Not in our magazines. Not in our Disney movies. And not in our children’s books.

Perhaps this intentional scrubbing of disabled bodies from the world around us (except if it means winning an Oscar) had something to do with my prejudice, and the ignorance of generation after generation of children growing up with little to no exposure of disability as a positive, normal part of life. I wrote the following post in April of 2017. This remains one of the best pieces I’ve written and this piece was also the catalyst for getting my book, When Charley Met Emma, published. You’ll see mention of my yet-to-be-published book in the bottom of this post. It was a woman named Rachel, a reader of my blog and a special needs mom herself, who read this post and offered to submit my manuscript to the “higher-ups” at the publishing company she worked for. The rest is history.

Happy Friday. Thanks for reading.
XO,
M

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What’s wrong with you?

What’s wrong with you?

What’s wrong with you?

Staring. Staring. Pointing. Whispering.

What’s wrong with you?

Imagine being asked that question on a semi-regular basis. Now, imagine being asked that question on a semi-regular basis, by complete strangers. Finally, imagine being asked that question on a semi-regular basis, by complete strangers, and you’re only 6 years old.

What does that do to a kid? What does that do to a person over a lifetime?
 
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Will You Get Plastic Surgery? (Have You Already?)

The answer: Probably. I was in a doctor’s office a few years ago when I read an article that talked about the rising rates of plastic surgery and the main reason most women will consider getting plastic surgery is because someone they know has gotten it.

Plastic surgery has become mainstream and like many things that were once spoken of in only hushed tones only to come to the collective forefront, I still I find myself very split about it all. When I was younger I knew someone who had plastic surgery that had gone awry, and since it was something very few people did back then it was clear to me that the risks would never be worth it. However, as it’s become more mainstream over the years and as I’ve known more friends and family members who have gotten plastic surgery done, I find myself much more ambivalent and definitely supportive. It’s totally their thing you know? Like, You go girl. You do you! Some friends have gotten nose jobs, others boob jobs, some tummy tucks… and each person had their reasons and for each person I could totally see where they were coming from. Therefore, when it comes to supporting friends on an individual level, it’s easy. Of course I support them! Its’ their bodies, their money and their decision.

But here’s the catch 22, while I may feel that way on an individual level I can’t help but think, what are the rising rates of plastic surgery doing to us collectively?

Of course one of the big arguments against plastic surgery is that it’s surgery. It’s invasive and risky–is it worth the risk? But taking a step back to much less risky trends, we can see this in make-up as well. Take eyelashes for example. Remember when full, long eyelashes were still just your own eyelashes but with like 3 coats of the newest top-secret mascara? But now a lot of women (especially women in social media) have either eyelash extensions or use fake eyelashes regularly. And what I have noticed, or at least how I feel, is that using false lashes in some form or another is starting to feel like the baseline for a normal, make-up ready face. A couple of years ago I became obsessed with eyelashes because I no longer felt that my natural lashes were cutting it. (Disclaimer: I still think about lash extensions and may get them sometime.)

The same goes for makeup in general. In the 80’s and 90’s our magazines were all about the airbrushing but these days if you don’t look airbrushed in real life what is your make up even doing for you? Again, I’m only speaking from my perspective, so maybe I’m wrong and most of you don’t feel this way or noticed this happening, but as for myself I’ve often put my make up on and wonder why I don’t look as flawless as other women (this seems especially obvious in photographs). And then when I watch these tutorials on Youtube for a “10 minute everyday makeup routine” that includes light contouring, baking, highlighting, and setting and I’m like, “Ooooh that’s why.” Again, it’s not that there’s anything wrong with it, but rather it seems that the baseline of what a “natural” looking makeup routine looks like is moving significantly. And I find myself wondering if I need to up my makeup game to even be on the same page as what is currently seen as “normal.”
 
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Special Needs Spotlight || Alice

My name is Ann. I’m 33 years old and I live in Cincinnati, Ohio with my husband Tim, our daughter Lucy (3) and our other daughter Alice (just turned 1). Alice has Down syndrome! We had a birth diagnosis for her. We didn’t know ANYTHING about Down syndrome when she was born, so the first few weeks were overwhelming to say the least. However, since then, we have learned just how blessed we are to have her! She’s simply the best.

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Miggy: Hello Ann and welcome! I’m so excited to talk about your sweet girl Alice who has Down syndrome. Can you take me back to the day you found out she would have Down syndrome? Was it before birth or shortly thereafter? Do you remember how you felt?  Can you compare those first thoughts and feelings with how you feel now?

Ann: Alice was born on St. Patrick’s Day 2018… one week before her due date.  (I went into labor while walking around the mall with my other daughter Lucy!) The second I saw her, I fell in love with her! She was just so beautiful. A few hours after she was born, a doctor told me that Alice had characteristics of Down syndrome. My husband and I were in complete shock. I remember everything about how I felt. I was shocked. Devastated. Heartbroken. Completely and utterly hopeless. I felt like someone told me my entire family had just died. I was in denial and I just thought this couldn’t be happening. I didn’t know one thing about Down syndrome. I had never known anyone with it. I thought it was extremely rare… like one in a million. I had never heard anything about it… and definitely not anything good about it. I couldn’t believe this was happening and I just remember crying and shaking in my hospital bed, praying that the doctors were wrong.

Comparing those feelings to how I feel now is like night and day. Now… I love that Alice has Down syndrome. I love to show her off every chance I get. I’m so incredibly proud of her, and I’m so completely honored to be chosen as her mom. I look back at my initial reaction and I just think how little I knew at the time. If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn’t have shed one single tear (unless it was a happy tear).

Miggy: Like most disabilities Down syndrome exists on a spectrum. Can you tell us a little about Alice and what Down syndrome looks like for her?

Ann: Down syndrome is definitely a spectrum. With Alice, I forget that she has Down syndrome most of the time. We are very fortunate because Alice does not have any of the health problems that can come along with DS. She has no heart problems, no hearing problems, no thyroid problems, no health problems whatsoever.

In addition, Alice is very strong physically. Although every baby with Down syndrome has at least a mild degree of hypotonia (low muscle tone), Alice is generally very strong. She sits up great on her own and she’s learning to crawl.

So far, her Down syndrome is very “mild.” All of her doctors are very impressed by her!
 
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I'm an author, artist, and disability advocate. I live with my handsome husband and three beautiful daughters in Cincinnati, Ohio.

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