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The Secret Life of a SAHM
It’s a piece of cake! That’s what they think when they hear you are a stay at home mom. I must admit that’s what I thought before I was a mom. Little did I know how much of myself I would put into being a stay at home mom.
Christina MorrowPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesLeukemia Changed My Life
I had a lucrative career as a Surgical Technologist. I was a single mom of 2 girls; divorced from their father in '09, and we lived with my mother as it made my life and theirs easier to have Gram to help out with parenting. I'd worked in my field for only 3 years, but had worked up through the line to be Lead Tech at the surgery center that I worked at.
Stephanie LedlowPublished 6 years ago in FamiliesBaby Cambdin
These stories are how your life has been. I will be writing about your life each month about what you have learned, done, grow and more! This is Month.
Katelyn collinsPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesOne Step Forward
A couple of months ago, my family and I were blessed with a beautiful miracle, my baby sister. She was prenatally diagnosed with spina bifida. The road that led my mom and our family to the birth of this baby was a long and difficult one, especially since when she was diagnosed at about 18 weeks, my mother was encouraged to terminate.
ABEGADII ZENGOOLPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesYoung Girl
As I wake Mollee up for school, we start fighting about being quite due to her siblings who are asleep (which are 5 and 20 months). I watch her brush her hair, she brings me a brush to style her hair, and she only brushed the middle in the back. WHY? You must ask. She doesn't like brushing her sides due to fly a ways and her bangs will get in her nose (she has side bangs), now that is done we move to breakfast. I ask her what she would like she runs (once again) quite please, to the kitchen. She yells from the kitchen “ I am quite”. I try to keep calm at this moment because I have been up all night with the baby who is teething. I ask again what she would like for breakfast. She wants a candy cane. I said no. She said cookies, I just gave the mommy look of no. She crosses her arms and stomps around because she doesn't want fruit or even a bowl of cereal. So I tell miss prissy she had one more chance to choose. She doesn't want ant anything and walks out. Five minutes till leave to go to school she decides she wants breakfast. I told her to eat it at school because she can't eat that fast and would be late, again I'm the bad person. So I ask her if she got her teeth brushed. Her answer was no because I wouldn't let her have breakfast. So she runs in the bathroom, tells me she brushed her teeth (I believed she did a mouth rinse and called it a day). So we go out the door to school she gets on her bike. Which it's 45° with a 40 real feel and windy. Told her I would take her and because I wouldn't let her ride her bike, she was mouthy and told me she was gonna be late if she rode in the car to school. So I got her in the car and listen to her cry and pout for three half blocks to school. Told her to dry to tears, can't go into school with a wet face. While I give her kisses on her forehead, hug her and tell her to have a good day. She turns to me and tells me she would if she could have a candy cane for breakfast. #dangcandycanes. This all happened in 45 minutes of our school morning. Once she gets to school about five minutes, her teacher calls and asked if my daughter had breakfast, and I told her the same story. Her teacher laughed and could hear a smile and said I have a child like that and stated her child is still that way after 13 years. So when my child came home that afternoon I asked if she had breakfast, she did and her teacher watched her. I said she did this because she called me. Mollee started yelling at me she told her teacher I starved her over his candy cane (I gave the mommy look of YOU DID WHAT). So after dinner that night I asked her if she wanted a candy cane for a snack, she didn't she wanted hot chocolate and I about fell over.
Pasty FrazierPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesNewfound Excitement of a Tired Mom!
So, it was my 27th birthday yesterday, and to be honest I was feeling pretty bummed all day with the stresses that come with this crazy adult life. I was worrying about finances with the holidays coming up, I was worrying about my house not being clean enough, and most of all I found myself worrying about the fact that I wasn't excited to be celebrating another year on this earth.
Samantha FushteyPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesTired as a Mother...
I'm tired, and not like the normal tired. The tired of being a mom, tired of being a student, tired of being a wife, tired of being tired. I'm busy, like always, if I'm not taking care of kids, getting my husband set up for the day or doing schoolwork, then I'm doing laundry or cooking or doing something. When does it end? When do I get appreciated? Don't get me wrong I love my kids and my husband but why am I everyone's slave? My husband and I have been together a little over 3 years and we came to the marriage with 3 children (2 girls from his previous and 1 boy from my previous) we then added one more boy. All our children are under 8 years old and though we have 3 of them part-time, I'm a full time mom. Oh, side note, we also live with my in-laws, yes they’re great but that’s 2 more mouths that I’m responsible for feeding. That’s 2 more people I need to make sure have dinner plans before I just decide I don’t want to cook for.
Mother SuperiorPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesWhen You Think You Can't Go Anymore...
Moming is hard... Let's be honest, the title 'mom' is a small title for so many roles. I am a chef, I am a nurse, I am a story teller, I am a taxi driver, I am a teacher, I am a master cuddler, I am so much. I am so much more to my children than I even realize.
Mom Of FourPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesThe Birth of My Firstborn
Anxiety, sleepless nights, and fear. As my due date approached, I felt all those things and more. I am sure most expecting mothers do. The fear of losing your unborn baby that you've carried for nine months is a real fear. The fear of dying and not seeing this beautiful new human is a real fear.
A Mother's First Thought
There is something about an infant’s smile. That very first one, where the edges of their mouth can’t quite make the right shape. You know they are trying though; you can tell by the slight curve of their lips, and it is precious. You wonder why people over use “my pride and joy” when referring to their child, that is until you have children of your own. At that moment, you wonder how anyone could mistreat their own child. But you don’t wonder that in the way you did as a child, oh no. You wonder that as you do now, looking into the eyes of a little being that is half of you, and half of someone else.
Misty KatePublished 7 years ago in FamiliesAnd Now, You Have Those Red Shoes
It was twenty years ago today, when a cheerful, red faced Irish midwife handed me a wriggly bundle of towels and said to me the truest seven words that anyone has ever said.
Chris BrudenellPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesWhy My Son Lost Christmas this Year
My son has lost Christmas this year. Yes. You read me right. My son isn’t getting to celebrate Christmas. Before you get angry, take a moment to find out why. My son is very ungrateful. I have been using GameStop’s layaway program and scrimping and saving for an expensive present for him. $300 dollars worth. Something that I normally wouldn’t have been able to afford. I love my son dearly, and I want to see him happy. He has ADHD. What most people don’t realize about ADHD children is that electronics make them happy. They thrive on electronics. Everything electronics. His whole world revolves on electronics. I moderate his electronic time. Most of the time he does amazing. His behavior is very well managed when he is able to earn electronic time. He wanted a Nintendo Switch for Christmas. I knew that would make him very happy. I was buying it for him.
Deena HayesPublished 7 years ago in Families