Family relationships, in all their complicated glory. Families explores the intricacies of being parents, siblings, mentors, and friends.
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Susan smiled, putting her mobile on the kitchen table. ‘That's it. Dolores says we've been matched. They have a child they want us to meet next week.’
My Personal Superman
I don't enjoy the cold; instead, I avoid it. Not a snow bunny with cute pink snow pants and a fluffy white jacket with matching earmuffs on the hills or in the chalet drinking hot chocolate. I avoid the cold as much as humanly possible. And now, with everything delivered, I practically hibernate.
Bonding With a Baby: Stay Calm When It Comes Slowly
‘Would I jump in front of a bus for her yet?’ I sat bleary eyed in the living room. The question nagged me. Yet another night brought yet another battle trying to get my infant daughter to sleep. At one point I’d jostled little Sprocket just so for an hour — not just side to side, that doesn’t do it you see, it has to be up and down too — and finally gotten her to sleep. I very carefully, an inch at a time, lowered her into the bassinet, carefully extracted my arm, and with joy looked at my sleeping daughter.
horseback riding + therapy
One of the programs that helped Abby the most was her horseback riding Technically, she participates in Specialized Equine Therapy and it is a bit different than the typically hippotherapy.
the sweetest place on earth 🍫
Matthew and I were 16 when we got our season passes together to the sweetest place on earth! It was our favorite way to spend our day together, riding all of our favorite rides and roller coasters!
Advice to my Child
There is no one right way to be a parent, but there are some general pieces of advice that can help you raise happy and well-adjusted children. Here are a few things to keep in mind as you navigate parenting:
Another fragrant year for dad's orchard
A few clouds floated lethargically above the sky on a vernal Sunday in spring. I was sitting by the window when the balmy breeze blew in. I felt dull and sluggish as I worked to reorient myself. Suddenly, I inadvertently grabbed a freshly-pick waxberry on a plate to my mouth. I took a small bite; the flesh texture of tenderness in my mouth and the sweet-tart flavour instantly woke up my body and lifted my spirits. Food is inextricably associated with flavour and is fundamentally about nostalgia and memory. These distinctive seasonal flavours hitherto have etched on my mind, offering a window into knowing my father's world into the bargain.
A Hot Pocket Broke My Family
My daughter came home from school yesterday with a school project. She had to write an essay about an event in her life that defined her. She shared a memory I completely forgot. So, I felt compelled to write it out here.
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Kids Say the Darndest Things
The unfiltered truths from the fruits of our loins. And the creepiest things they've ever said. Help?
Do or do not - there is no try. The ins and outs of one of the most difficult jobs on earth: parenting.
Nature vs. Nurture
What plays into our humanity? Nature vs. Nurture – how two factors affect one individual.
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You may also have Pearly Teeth
Nature has given the human body the best internal system so that man can live a healthy life, but due to human negligence, health can be affected. Naturally, the main source of destruction of this internal system is the mouth, in which the teeth are of key importance. If they are not strong and clean, even the best foods will go in and become poisonous. I think about how to get out of this situation.
7 Benefits of Walking that will make you Want to Hit the Pavement Immediately
From the point of view of health, to keep the weight in moderation, we make a regular plan for walking. We sit on the seats to work all day long, which accumulates a layer of fat around the abdomen and around it. Especially women working in offices cannot stand for a long time or move around. Desk work requires a lot of attention. Another difficulty is that in many offices, lunch is eaten at the desk itself.
My Parents Will Never Be Proud Of My Writing
I could win a Pulitzer Prize for blogging and my parents wouldn’t show up to the award ceremony. Oh, they don’t give the Pulitzer Prize for blogging? Shit. Ok. Well, it was a long shot anyway.
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. There was an uncomfortable silence between us that made the air just a little bit colder with every breath. Oliver kept his eyes forward, his mouth a thin straight line. He hated driving in the snow. I offered to drive and received some sort of snort as an answer as he got into the driver seat anyway ignoring me.
Christmas At The Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A- frame cabin. My mind floods with memories of being a little girl again screaming, laughing, and playing in the snow. Mom would bound my siblings and I really tight we could scarcely breath. Layer our hands with mittens making sure not an inch of us was left uncovered. Dad would pick up the younger ones and put them front seat of the old blue truck. Us older ones clamored in the back. Off we were. First to haul in wood was, cut, loaded, and unloaded by the back door we would all clamor back in including mom, and go pick out the perfect tree.
The Triangle House
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. I sat in the bed of the dogsled, him on the runners, our dogs out front as they ascended the snowy driveway at a decent trot. We had been traveling for about 45 minutes, and the snow was coming down pretty steady. We were all ready to get inside and start a warm fire.
MY ANGEL BABY
These months haven't been feeling myself. From grieving so much for the baby I’ve lost. It does hurt a lot knowing my baby of 24 weeks old was gone, but I have to keep going at some point. That day was today.
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. Along the way we prayed that it would be the place to deliver our little girl back from the hands of the Devil. We asked Father Shultz to meet us there. He drove despite the storm.
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