siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
The Trouble With...(Pt. 3)
Justin was expecting a new sibling. Because he was 3 ½, my husband, Jamie, and I spent a great deal of time explaining to him what was going to happen and how difficult it might be for him at first. It is difficult for new parents to understand the concept of the mother spending more time with the new baby than with the husband. It is harder, I think, for children to understand why this happens. But Justin was very logical. The more I explained how infants required so much more attention because they are helpless, the more he wanted to help. And we wanted him to be involved with everything so he wouldn’t feel left out. I let him choose the music we played for the baby during pregnancy. This usually consisted of Queen, Bon Jovi, Pat Benatar, MTV, and nothing soothing. It was the mid 1980s, after after all!
By Shannon K. Abel4 years ago in Families
Who broke the blind?
Dear mom, Do you remember back in 2001 when we were living in the apartments in South Garden? You asked all 3 of my siblings including myself who broke the blind from the window? Well, I have a confession, I did it! Im finally admitting it after 21 years because I’m an adult lol. Let me tell you the story of how it all went down and why I never told a single soul not even you or my brothers and sister.
By Evangelina Mendoza4 years ago in Families
The Love Languages of Oldest Siblings
The epiphany came to me one night after my fiancée and I adopted our 4-year-old rescue dog, Ace (bear with me). Due to his reactive nature towards our cat, Pesto, the living/kitchen of my small apartment become a space for Ace while my bedroom was for Pesto. The first few weeks, Ace’s vocal need for attention knew no boundary, certainly not at night. Therefore, I spent those first few weeks sleeping on the couch with Ace, working with his separation anxiety until I could finally return to my bed. During those weeks, Pesto unfortunately received less attention then the time B.A. (Before Ace) and was less than pleased about that.
By Abi Risser5 years ago in Families
The Iron Man
Because I was eight years old and the only girl in the neighborhood at that time, my ten-year-old brother always let me tag along with him and his friends. Although he made me feel welcomed and like “one of the boys”, it wasn’t until I was much older that I realized I never did actually participate in their games. Being older, my brother felt very protective towards me and made sure none of his friends made an issue of me hanging around them.
By Margaret Brennan5 years ago in Families
His Last ROUND!
He was covered in blood when he waived down the Sherriff Deputy. The deputy didn’t know what to think when he saw a fifteen year old boy covered in blood and in hunting gear. The boy was pale in color, like he had seen a ghost. The boy didn’t know where he was or how he got there. All he knew is he and his buddies needed help and quick.
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee5 years ago in Families
