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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
How to be the ideal mother it's a kind of magic.
Tips that will help you become the mother you want to be. 1 Quality time together with your kids: Kids should feel that their mother is with them all time. so the Mother tries her best to stay with her kids during the dance, swimming club, and painting
Adel GalalPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesDear Mama
Dear Ma, I don't know if I have said it to you before, but I am, chest out, big smile proud that I have you as a mother. You have been the most instrumental person in my life, all my life. The goal of this post is to write a letter to your mother expressing something that you never have told her before. As a kid growing up I hated that you used to take care of everyone, I hated that it was always my mom that had to help people. Between your roles in the church, and your job as a nurse and a mother of three, you were always giving yourself to people.
Mickey AristeiaPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesDear Mother
Mother. According to 'The Free Dictionary by Farlax,' a mother is a woman who gives birth to a child, a woman who raises a child, and a female parent of an animal; just to name a few. In our case, all 3 are true! You birthed me and raised me. I was your child, although at times, I may have seemed to be more of an animal!
Every Girl Needs Her Mom
Dear Mom, I’ve never found the right way to tell you this, but I don’t think I need you around and someday I'll know that I won't. Now, this might seem strange, but let me explain. After all, every girl needs her mom. Doesn't she? These things that I'm saying may not seem to make much sense, considering that for the past 15 years of my life we’ve been growing around each other like scared, gnarled trees lost in the forest of our intertwining lives. We are bonded in ways that sometimes I feel as though only you and I could be. You understand me beyond comprehensible belief and despite anything I might be going through from day to day, you are always able to provide me with insight into what was like for you and what to do while being me. And although I don’t have the ability to provide you with the same knowledge, I am always there to listen with open ears and an open mind. I am there to wipe your tears like that one day on the porch when everything felt like it was breaking you down. You are always there to hold me every night I can't find my way to sleeping, from when I was a child with nightmares, to when I was a teenager with a broken heart. I love you more than anyone in this world and according to you, you love me more than yourself. Yet, somehow, I’ve found my way to think that I don’t need you around. It's not meant to be cruel though, and ironically enough the reason I think this is because of you.
Ariah ShalaePublished 2 years ago in FamiliesMy Muddy Mother.
Hi. Mother mayhem. We have all been talking about how much we are looking forward to summer at the bach with you, and are envious of you living out there full time with Dylan this week. Also can you use the wood instead of selling it this year? That's right i know about your secret side earns, the bootleg liqour too. Dylan called to say the wood had arrived yesterday and we had a nice chat. He also sent me a funny video of your antics he secretly took of you last week for the archives. I'll watch it later. I haven't heard from you though. That's always suspicious. Anyway, hope you're not up to anything too naughty MOTHER!
Rana EdwardsonPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesA Daughter's Wish
You are enough, I say to myself with eyes closed tight. Some part of me knows that you love me. All those months that you carried me in your heart and womb, you dreamt of us. But when I emerged into the world, a young girl with a strong inclination to speak her truth–it scared you.
Miranda MerrittPublished 2 years ago in Families4 Words
Dear Mum, A confession is never really easy to say and to be honest when I started writing this, I didn't know what was to come. Something you wouldn't know, is that you have been triggering me for years with 4 little words. They bug the absolutely crap out of me and to be honest when my husband says the exact same 4 words it makes me furious. Whenever you say the words, I feel unimportant, unloved, unwanted and most importantly that I am the cause of you having to say those 4 words. Those 4 words carry so much pain for me, but to you, it is probably nothing to say, but to me it is downright horrible. I have been hearing those 4 words since Dad left and that is 36 years ago. Even on my birthday this year you still said those 4 words. I think they are so ingrained in your vocabulary that they just roll off your tongue, especially when you don't want to do something or life is too hard.
Tamarra J MoloneyPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesA Day of Her Life
Mom, Here are some things to remember for today. 1. When you order your groceries, add these things.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesTop 11 Parenting Tips that You Can Use to Become a Better Parent
Parents in the world have a lot on their plate. From early morning feedings to late night bedtime stories and remembering to dress the kids when it rains.
Sameer khanPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesFathers Day Gift for Expecting Dad
Father's Day is a special day to celebrate the amazing dads in our lives. While we should show our appreciation for our fathers all year round, Father's Day is a special day to really show how much we care. If you're looking for the perfect gift for your dad this Father's Day, look no further! Here are some great gift ideas that will surely make the expecting dad smile.
Peter JiyaPublished 2 years ago in FamiliesChrysanthemum
1981 You guys used to fight a lot. It didn't surprise me when you said you were going to separate. It sucked, but I was 10, so I was tough. I knew I'd get through it. I'd stay with you, mom, and I'd get to see Dad every weekend. It wasn't the ideal life but you both assured me that we would all do everything needed to make it work. And it did work. For a while.
Christopher FudgePublished 2 years ago in FamiliesBecause of You
Hey mom, I have never told you this before but...I'm no perfect golden child. Never have been and never will be. I silenced my voice long enough to please you, but you won't be happy. So let me be happy. I don't want you around so much. I want to pursue my dreams now. You had your chance. You had better choices but you chose otherwise. If you had no love for my father, why did you stay? Don't give me that crap about wanting us to know our father. YOU STAYED BECAUSE YOU WERE SCARED. There I said it. I resent you a lot. You are emotionally unavailable and neglectful. I don't trust you now with my own and I'm drawing a line, a boundary. You are harmful to my mental health and I just want to disappear completely. You were meant to be one of the safest people I could turn to, but all you did was hide from your emotions or erupt like a volcano whenever I did something you didn't agree with. Even at the littlest of things. It seems that I couldn't do anything right and I needed my mom to not be my friend, but I needed you to be there! Why didn't you see that I was in so much emotional pain? Pain that I projected out onto my siblings and they have forgiven me, but I can't and won't even forgive myself. I cut myself off away from them to give them their space to heal, but I need to heal too and it hurts so much. I was only a kid when you put me in charge. I didn't like being in charge. I pulled away. I pulled away so that I could write more and draw and just not do anything. I sit in front of the TV, numbed and silenced and hurting and no one cares. No one is listening. I have no kids of my own because I'm terrified that I'll end up like you: a robot with no emotions, no heart, nothing. Maybe shutting down works for you, but I can't do that. I can't become numb anymore. I need an outlet, a better one, a healthier one and you never gave me that. All you cared about were bills this, bills that, work here, work there. I resent the heck out of you for this. A lot of people will say that you tried your best, but I needed you to be there for once and put on your big girl panties and go to therapy, too, but you'd deny it to yourself. "No money. I can't afford it." No, you won't afford it. There I said it. You make all the people who were meant to help us that you sent our way seem like angels and devils and we have to run and hide again. You'd rather be with a man and spend time with him than spend actual one on one time to get to root of the problem. I couldn't communicate that and how the heck am I to communicate this fact to a random, perfect stranger??? Who are you, mom? A lot of people will say I'm lucky that my mom was really there. There's a lot of noise inside my head and I can't even tell what I'm feeling. A lot of people will say I'm being ungrateful and unfair towards you mom, but that's what I'm feeling. Isn't that okay to feel that for a moment? So who are you, mom? I'm 30 now and I don't feel safe around you. I don't feel at home with you. I don't feel that you listen to me anymore. Who are you, mom? You treat me like I'm still a child. I can't do one nice thing for myself without you going up the wall about bills, bills, bills, work, work, work. I don't want you in my life. Just back off for a moment and let me breathe. I cracked under the pressure of being the one in charge. I can't do the things you want to do for your life. Now this is my life and I want you to stop and let me go. Even if it means letting me fall flat on my face. I need to find a way out and get away from you because you're so emotionally unhealthy. I can't stand it. I'm not a robot like you are. I can't tell when or whether you're being my friend or my mother. I can't make heads nor tails and it hurts my head and heart. It's why I don't have a man in my life right now. I'm emotionally unhealthy, too. I'm too sensitive and no one is around to help me. You certainly didn't help me emotionally. You put random perfect strangers who had no business demanding what's wrong with me in front of me. You should have been the one to ask that. Instead you said suck it up and get over it. It's how I responded to my friends who were getting through their own emotional rollercoasters. Now I'm getting the help that I need and I'm getting through it...gradually. I'm not perfect. I'm an emotional mess and that's okay to be like that isn't it?
Anna RodriguezPublished 2 years ago in Families