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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
Starting Over
"Wow! You started all over, didn't you?!" That's something I hear often when people ask me how old my kids are. My daughters are 15, 13, two-and-a-half, and one. I really did space them out, didn't I? I was a very young mom when I had my first two babies. It was tough but I wouldn't trade them for anything. Things didn't work out with their father and years later I found myself with the man of my dreams, the man I deserved.
Linnea RuzzoPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesI Have No Interest in Being Anyone's Mommy
I have no aspirations of being a parent. When I was a kid, it was the standard. Every girl wanted to grow up, have a career, get married, have a family, do it all. Two point five children, a dog, a white picket fence, a six-figure income. Although as kids, we probably didn’t fully understand “six-figure income.”
D. Gabrielle JensenPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesMy D*d Was a Bastard
1920s Kesh must have been a great place to be a bastard. Despite its railway station, it was a small rural community that more probably resembled the 19th (or even 18th) century than it did the 20th. Village gossip (everyone knew everyone else’s business) would be exchanged at the market as well as the two watering holes (The Mayfly Inn & the village pump), and boy, there must have been some proper tittle-tattle when it was discovered that my grandmother, Margaret, had become pregnant by a local copper.
Kevin McClintockPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesHow Well Do You Know Your Parents?
How well do you know your parents? I do not mean their names and age but know how they spent their youth? What is their favorite color? What do they really like to eat? How many lovers did they have?
Peter RosePublished 7 years ago in FamiliesParenting Tips for New Parents
When you first find out that you're expecting, it's normal to be overjoyed — and also pretty scared. Your world is going to change, and everyone will let you know it. Being a parent is never going to be easy, but the truth is that it will be rewarding in its own right.
Stephanie GladwellPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesDad
It's been a long time since we have been able to talk. There is a lot you have missed, and a lot that hasn't happened since you left. There isn't a day that you don't cross my mind. You will never get to see how I have grown and you will never get to understand how your passing has changed me into a stronger individual.
Keelan CooperPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesDistractions
I didn't look for them. God knew what I needed so he sent me distractions. And yes they helped me deal. I had so much to deal with, parents dying, nowhere to live, sad all the time, empty inside. I was depressed, sad and lonely. I felt like an orphan. My life as I had known it was gone, replaced by this weird existence. I wasn't living life, I was merely going through the motions. You know, wake up, get dressed (maybe), eat (maybe), brush teeth, cry, go on computer look for something, anything to distract me from the pain, the anguish I was feeling. Strangely enough, social media did help. I spent a lot of time looking at my computer screen trying to lose myself in other people's dull and boring lives.
Edwina A. LewisPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesWhen To Stop Breastfeeding
A plethora of internet content is devoted to the subject of breastfeeding. A person can gorge themselves on material dedicated to the "whys," and the "shoulds," and the "what-ifs" surrounding the advent of breastfeeding. Similarly, articles about breastfeeding maladies and how to fix them run amok, sharing equal time with the warm squishy fuzzy articles about how wonderful breastfeeding is.
Meghan GattignoloPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesPlanning for Pregnancy, Fertility Facts and Alternative Methods
When it comes to reproduction, fertility is the number one focus for many. Some people aren't able to conceive naturally. Studies have shown that one in seven women will have problems with infertility. This can be caused by numerous factors such as an underlying health condition, a poor diet, an unhealthy lifestyle, stress, depression, anxiety or even the smallest encounter with a toxin like fluoride {which is found in most toothpaste as well as drinking water}, or BPA{ a toxin found in plastic bottles and the inner liners of cans used in the packaging of canned goods}.
Kelsey ParkPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesSo Dearly Disowned
Divorce can be a nasty beast and in the end, it is the children that suffer the most. My parents separated but still lived in the family house. My mum did her best but the endless rowing became the norm. My dad went completely postal! Cut up Mum’s underwear, salt in the sugar pot, padlocked what used to be their shared bedroom, relegated my mum to sleeping on the sofa and to top it off—he loosened the wheel nuts on the car! Luckily it was spotted before any real damage could occur—what if I and my two sisters had been in the car with mum on a motorway! It does not bear thinking about! I can understand that dad is angry and hurt but trying to harm his children and the mother of his children is unforgivable.
Anabel HudsonPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesHow I Scared Off My Mom’s Emotional Abuser
After a few failed relationships and miscarriages, my mom decided to go ahead and have me on her own. I was, as people like to say, her “miracle baby.” Still, just because she fulfilled her life’s goal of becoming a mother didn’t mean she lost all other basic human needs. At some point during my childhood, she ended up falling in love with the man across the street from us. Years went by and they even got engaged. I grew to see him as the father I’d never had.
Taylor MarkarianPublished 7 years ago in FamiliesTill I See You Again
On this day, two years ago, I lost my best friend. I remember it so clearly, like it was yesterday. I awoke at 9:00 AM and rubbed my tired eyes. I checked my phone, and decided that it was time to start my day. I hopped into the shower, dressed myself, and made my way downstairs. At this point my dad had left for work, and my stepmom was sitting downstairs drinking a cup of coffee. This was my daily routine. Wake up, get ready, drink coffee, and go to work. I sat in the garage with my stepmom as she smoked a cigarette. I felt weird. I felt like the weight of my body was dragging me down, and it was almost unbearable to walk. I felt moody. Every passing car that I heard drive by irritated me beyond belief. I felt so tired; like I hadn’t slept in centuries. At one point I remember saying to my stepmom, “I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me, but I feel like total shit today.”
Katherine SchaeferPublished 7 years ago in Families