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How to Stay Fit and Enjoy Family Life
Starting a family is a wonderful thing, but it comes with a lot of sacrifice and things that you have to decide to get rid of. Forget about your hobbies and days where you can spend all on your own. Having a family is hard work, especially when you have a little kid around. One of the first things to go is actually your figure and fitness. Since you will hardly even have any time to train, your fitness will be the first thing to go.
By Carolin Petterson8 years ago in Families
Daddy Issues
Since this is my first story I've ever written, I believe that it is only fair to me if I tell this horrific story of my father (who really isn't my father in any way but we will get into that) and all that he has done to me and my mom over the 20 years that I have had contact with him.
By Kinlie Worthen8 years ago in Families
Raising Six
It has been nothing short of a struggle with six kids—two being my biological, and four being my boyfriend's. My two are with us always. Their father, my ex husband, left a couple years ago and jumps from state to state and he doesn't call for months at a time. His four, we have five-six days a week. His ex wife is supposed to have them Friday night through Sunday early afternoon but rarely makes it her whole visit. They are R–three-years-old, H–three-years-old (they are two months apart). Then there is K–six-years-old, C–seven-years- old, L–eight-years-old and A–ten-years-old. I couldn't be more in love with there dad and I wouldn't change things for the world. I love all of them so much. But let me tell you. Stepping in and taking in four more that aren't my own is exhausting. And he knows that. He knows that he hit gold finding a women that has done just that as their "real" mom has begun to bail. He cooks he cleans and he takes better care of me then I have ever experienced being as I was married to a complete POS. We're a team and we do everything according so. My son, being very very mildly autistic has accepted and loves him. And my daughter adores him. She has really never had a father figure in her life beings as her dad left when she was nine months and never really had anything to do with her when he was home anyways. So I'm gonna try writing each day. Or every couple and share our crazy world with everyone. It started off a little bumpy. We were very on and off. But things got serious. He begged for a chance. And now we all live together in a tiny 1000 square ft house. Two bedrooms. Two baths. But somehow we balance the chaos and we make it all work. He's my best friend and teammate. There isn't screaming or arguing and fighting like both of our past relationships. When we disagree we agree to disagree and move on. Or if we come to an obstacle we talk through it. We find a solution together.
By Becca Pace8 years ago in Families
5 Ways to Help Depression as a Mom
I will never ever regret having my beautiful daughter. When my boyfriend and I found out we were pregnant on the night of our friend's wedding, we were ecstatic. We were ready to have our family, and we were ready for all in entailed... Or so we had thought.
By Emmie Mayberry8 years ago in Families
Family or Family?
I was stumped, pondering the choice that I was given. They needed the answer within two weeks whether I was ready or not. I needed to think about the pros and cons as it will affect my life for either the next four months or for the rest of my life. It’s not something that I could just immediately answer.
By Ariana Edington8 years ago in Families
The Second Child. Top Story - October 2018.
Professionals, friends, family, fellow parents and even non-parents all have their opinions on when is the best time to have 'The Second Child', but really it all depends on you and your life. Every couple, every eldest child—every family is different.
By Hannah Carter8 years ago in Families
Baby Brother No More
When my flight landed in San Antonio this past Wednesday night, I was annoyed, sick, and ready for bed. I had just worked a nine-hour day, dropped my sweet dog at a friend’s house, and driven myself to the small local airport in time to board my flight. I looked down at my dead cell phone and wondered how the hell I was going to find my parents, who had just landed from California. I’m sure I looked a complete mess as I approached a family I had shared a few words with on the plane: “Can I please borrow someone’s phone?”
By Bethany Spiva8 years ago in Families
When It Becomes Too Heavy
Domestic violence is like this country's dirty little secret. Everyone knows it is happening but, until it directly affects you or someone you love, it isn't talked about. There are many reasons why, such as embarrassment, shame, and even guilt; we are silenced. As little girls we are told that a boys is mean to you when 'he likes you' and that "boys will be boys." As we grow we are ingrained to accept that boys are rough, they can be mean, and that their affection can hurt. That is beyond unfair. He can't hurt you and love you at the same time.
By Aleea Whitmire8 years ago in Families
The Working Mom Vs. Stay at Home Mom Debate
If you ask working moms who has it harder, they will probably say working while staying on top of their kids and home is the hardest, and if you ask a stay at home mom, they will probably tell you that nobody appreciates how much time and effort they have to put in and that they never get a break. So who really has is hardest? I was a stay at home mom for 16 wonderful months—it was awful, depressing, exhausting, and absolutely amazing all at the same time. I've now been a working mom for about 5 months. I never anticipated how much I would miss my son and how utterly jealous I would be watching other women step into MY role. Is it harder? In some ways yes. I miss a lot of milestones and quality time, and I have to deal with frustration and trust issues when his teachers don't do as I've asked or do things I didn't even know I was uncomfortable with yet. Sometimes it's also especially easier.
By Catherine Luna8 years ago in Families
A Little Witch's Whim
There was a witch barely three feet tall, who wore her hair in frizzy braids and unruly locks. She pranced in pumpkin patches and weaved trampling feet through decaying corn fields. She terrorized her little brother with hexes and pinches. Mice and bats listened to her every command, fierce defenders and faithful retrievers. High in the sky and close to the ground they scurried and flew in search of her every whim. Whether it be eye of newt or milk for her count chocula cereal. She brewed her potions far below the sewer grates, dropping in weeds, pine cones, and hemlock mixing with stale rain water plumes of colored smoke rising to her nose and seeping down the street.
By Jaina Nehm8 years ago in Families
