About

The title of this blog was inspired by my kid. Since she was very little, I always had cute nicknames for her that ranged from the usual pleasantries (cutie, sweetie, sweetheart, etc) to Bud Bud, Monkey, Little Gremlin, and my favourite: Baby Bat. 

I am proud that she grew up in a home that was filled with music, video games, books, and lots of anime and movies too. From an early age, the kid listened to everything from classical to metal, early Goth music to EBM and Industrial. She grew up with eccentric parents and unfortunately saw firsthand how judgmental society can be when your mother has tattoos and dresses all in black. She grew up in a home filled with diversity and love because the world on the outside can be a dark place. She grew up where going for a casual stroll in a cemetery was considered a weekend outing and not out of the ordinary. She learned from her parents to find beauty in things that most people consider dark or macabre.

Today, she is growing up with the acceptance of people despite their age, gender, race, and appearance. She grew up with a strong sense of knowing who she is and having parents who accept her no matter what.  When she came out to me that she was transgendered, I just smiled and asked her what I could do to support her. 

Since she was very young, I allowed her to choose her own clothes, to experiment with her personal style and self-expression. I never forced her to wear goth clothing (except for a few cute baby items) but for the most part, she picked his own clothes. She can wear colour if she chooses. She grew up wearing shirts with her favourite cartoon character on the front. Seeing my example of being comfortable with who you are and what you enjoy, she has the self-confidence today to express who she is. She can choose what movies or books or music she likes.  She can be anyone she wants to be as long as she is a good person. She will always have my undying support, no matter what. As a side note, I must admit, while I am quite relieved she is not conservative and doesn't listen to rap or country music, I would still accept her and love her no matter what because she is my kid.  She is and will always be my baby bat. 

The photo was taken circa 2015, 

“It is better to be feared than loved.” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

She gets to grow up having a mom that I always wanted but never had the opportunity to have. I am a typical mom when I have to be. She knows that I will always have her safety and well-being as one of my top priorities. I will discipline her when I have to and I like to think I rule my Queendom with an iron fist in a velvet glove! When I am not in mom mode, I am a trusted friend, confidante, and mentor first. We don't have the stereotypical mother-child relationship and it works for us. I believe in democracy and I run my Queendom as such except when it comes to doing what is best for her - then I play the mom card. It is always kept in my back pocket. 

Growing up in my family means growing up with a sense of humour. It means being comfortable enough to slightly mock each other, even ourselves for our own silly quirks. She is growing up in a home where she can tell me that I am "a crazy old lady" or "absolutely and utterly insane" and I would just laugh while nodding my head knowingly. 

This is where the title of this blog was born. These are my musings as an insane bat mom and now it is up to you dear readers, to see how far down the rabbit hole you want to go with me!