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2 Girls, One Cup, and My Innocent Son
My true story of parental negligence. The First Sign of Trouble This is the very sick story of my ten-year-old son and "Two girls, one cup." If you have no idea what this is you are a very lucky person. Do yourself a favor and skip googling it, it is for your own good. It all started when I found messages from an older woman on my son’s tablet. She was attempting to get my ten-year-old son into video chat to show him her “new panties.” As a mother, I was furious and of course wanted to kill this woman. Recognizing I wasn't interested in “hard time in the joint,” I instead blocked her from my son’s social media account. It was a very innocent instant message from a girl who he had chatted with regularly and it popped up when I was using his tablet one day. I pretended I was him because I was attempting to find out who this person was. Very quickly she started talking about the new panties she bought today. That pales in comparison to where this message led me.
Sherrie PoguePublished 6 years ago in FamiliesOur New Christmas Tradition
So first off this is my second time writing out my story, guess I did something wrong on my first one and it deleted (sigh) so not that you knew what I wrote the first time and so funny neither do I hahaha. I do suffer with some brain fog/memory loss with my fibromyalgia. Now to get to my story about our new tradition we started with our family, I will tell you how it went from great to bad to good. One year my son came home from school and he was talking about this Elf on The Shelf, I asked him what it was all about. He said that his friends have one and they are magic. So I left it at that, the next day I was looking into it and was reading that the Elf on the Shelf will come to life at night and moves from place to place, it reports to Santa every night and the kids can not touch them.
Girls, Autism, and Late Diagnosis
Having a child with mild autism doesn't seem strange to me. It is just the way my daughter happens to be. The way she thinks and the ways and responds to stimuli are what make her HER.
Deanne AdamsPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesOur New Normal
In October our lives changed forever. I picked up my daughter and her twin brother from preschool as usual. They each ate an apple and my daughter, Arabella, asked for a cup of water. Then another one. And another one. In the span of 2 minutes. When I told her to wait a little bit she started crying, insisting she needed another cup of water. So I poured her a cup. And then I called the pediatrician.
Joni ThomasPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesSecond Baby Blues
If you’re reading this, chances are that you already have one child and you’re considering having a second. I can only speak from experience, which is a twenty five month gap, but want to be totally honest that I found having a second baby within this age gap a bit of a shock.
A Father's Fear
As a single co-parenting father of a 3-year-old boy I wrestle with many things in this world that worry me greatly. Societal pressures are all consuming and the pressure to perform, provide and "suck it up" are piled on the heap we call masculinity and manhood daily.
Brandon BurtonPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesLife of a Cancer Mom: Part 3
Fear is something your children give you from the day you see a positive pregnancy test. You stress over every little flutter, watch what you eat, try to keep yourself healthy, finalize every little detail of their room, even down to worrying you won’t be good enough. Then, when your child finally makes their appearance, you fear on a whole new level. As newborns, you don’t think you are doing things right, you fear every little sneeze, fart, cry. From there, comes a whole new level of fear! Missed steps, picky eaters, temper tantrums, repeating cuss words even! But imagine that not being all you had to worry about.
Jessica PhillipsPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesThe Dreaded Hour Before Bedtime!
The hour before you put your child to bed is like the final mile in a marathon when you are so close to the finish line, yet depleted of all energy to cross it. Not that I have any clue about marathons. In fact, my phone has been beeping like crazy this week (since I had to start walking the school run) telling me "Well done! 15 minutes of continuous walking." I am sure the phone thinks that it has been stolen!
Michelle GodfreyPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesRealistic Mom Life
Okay, you see this photo? It took us 20 minutes to take because Oliver kept running away and Henry kept making weird faces or I was yelling at Oliver to get back there so we could take a photo. It was the only decent one in the 50 that we took.
Sabrina CrawfordPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesMorning Madness
Being a parent isn't always the easiest thing in the world... I’m not going to lie to you there. Especially if the day starts off a wreck because then your mood throughout the entire day is off. My oldest slept in, my youngest was crying...it was 7 AM and we had to be out of the house by 7:15 to go drop them off at daycare before we headed to school.
Sabrina CrawfordPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesIntrovert Mom
Let's be honest; if you've stumbled across this article you must be in the same or similar position with your kid. I'm an army wife and mother to a handsome 2-year-old brown boy. My husband and I both have Master's degrees, work decent jobs and are enjoying watching our little one grow. The issue is, mommy is an introvert... kiddo is an extrovert.
Scripts ScribblesPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesBecoming a Cancer Mom: Part 2
Hospitals. They are terrifying. Do we even enjoy being in there when we give birth? Sure, you get waited on, hand and foot. But does that beat the awkwardness? The opposite sex seeing your nether regions is always uncomfortable in the hospital or doctor's office. People you only know for a day or so pretty much know everything about you! Yet, you can barely remember their name with out looking at the name tag hanging on their shirt!
Jessica PhillipsPublished 6 years ago in Families