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Kick Ass Mom of the Week: Lucille Ball

One of my goals for this year is dedicating more time to blogging more often. Another goal is to start seriously focusing on celebrating some bad ass mommying on the reg.
Let's begin with one of my comedy heroes, beauty icon and kick ass mom: Lucille Ball.

Lucille Ball had her first kid a month before she turned 40, and her second at 42.



She was also running her own production company, DesiLu Productions, at the time and became a trailblazer for writing her pregnancy into her show, I Love Lucy. During this period in TV having a pregnant woman on screen was as taboo as openly admitting to dating a Scientologist is today. There was a quote somewhere that mentioned being pregnant on screen in the 50's was basically viewed as having sex on screen. Of course today it's rare to not see a set of boobs on the morning news. I know I should put in more effort to find the quote, but I blew my load on all the pics and GIFs. #sorrynotsorry



She also got her husband the gig of Ricky Ricardo on her show making them the first biracial couple in television history. Yup, she got her dude that job telling those execs she wouldn't do the show if he wasn't on it. Because Lucy isn't f'ing around, y'all!

She also didn't give two shits about coming off as a dainty, pretty lady, even though she was absolutely gorgeous. What was important to her was being funny. She made it okay for women in entertainment to been seen AND heard.





I have to admit that I don't know a ton about her relationship with her children. There are a lot of old Hollywood rumors about her being super strict and the disciplinarian, but who really knows. I did find an old transcript from an interview that she did with her daughter, Lucie, where they talk about Lucy crying with joy when she found out her daughter had been born safely (this was the days of twilight sleep, when they knocked you out so you could deliver. Sweet, sweet twilight sleep...) and that she regretted not being home more, but she was working her ever loving, red headed ass off all the time!



Regardless, I LOVE Lucy and am proud to have her as my first Kick Ass Mom of the Week!

Who's a kick ass mom to you! I would love to hear your nominees! They don't have to be famous, they just need to be a mom! Leave your noms in the comments below and give your fave mom some internet love!

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  1. RichardArunachalaJanuary 5, 2018 at 6:17 AM

    What a great idea for a series! It is way past time to recognize and celebrate these amazing women! Good work.

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