Family life from the feminist perspective; can women have it all? Can anyone?
The Story I've Told a Thousand Times
I was ten years old when it all started. He was ten years older than me, so, that made him twenty. I was young and did not understand the severity of it all until I was older. It started off small and I never wanted to be near him. From the moment we met I knew something was not right with him. I wish I would have listened to that gut feeling. It had never been wrong before so why did I ignore it this time?
There Is A Woman
There is a woman whose story I must tell. Her name will remain unknown, her place in time will surely show itself as her story progresses. In her life there have been many challenges, fears, woes, and much strife. She has experienced many hurts and harmful times, yet in her heart she sees herself as fearless and free.
How she saved me.
This story of my own personal experience is just that, personal. I am happy for my first time talking (or rather writing) about this is my first. And I am happy to be sharing my experience of one of the most kindest thing my mother did for me in my adulthood. Speaking from my own experience as a mother, when a mother bathes her child it is more than just a tub and some water. It is a ceremony of devotion and love. It is a form of therapy and a moment of peace. Filled with laughter and smiles and song, when a mother bathes her child it is the most precious thing in the world.
I remember listening to and actively participating in more than one conversation that included ignorant expressions like "did you know so-and-so got a divorce? Girl! I don't know what the heck happened to her, but now she's acting all crazy.
What I Learned From Sitting In A Girl’s Dressing Room in 2020
If you’re only here to find out the answer, you can skip to the bottom of this post where I have summarised the message and take-aways for you.
How is an IVF pregnancy different from a natural pregnancy?
IVF was a process that has been done exclusively for girls who had blocked fallopian tubes, but with technological improvements, there are a lot more reasons and circumstances at which IVF has to be done in order to achieve a pregnancy.
They failed me.
When people look at me, they can't see the pain behind my eyes. I have always forced a smile upon my face. I am only 32 years old and my life has been far too stressful.
To the Women in my life...
Growing up I was blessed to have met this woman while ”working” (the only way a 12/13-year-old could work, by volunteering) in the church nursery during Vacation Bible School. I absolutely fell in love with her infectious upbeat and positive attitude as well as her passion and love for her FAMILY. I babysat for her family for years, but it became more than ”babysitting”. I was blessed with parents who encouraged me to learn with others while they monitored (overprotectively). To this day, I strive to impact a girl’s life in a comparable manner knowing the difference Mrs. Krieg (I don't know why, but I still can't call her by her first name, weird) made in my life. I always thought that this was my purpose. When Brian and I learned that I could not carry a pregnancy, I thought I had lost my purpose. This was so hard for me because of the examples set in front of me. I always wanted to be a great mother, like those I saw growing up. If you were friends with my parents, worked alongside my parents, or were our neighbors... If you had a child who played sports with myself or my brothers (I am so sorry, you probably cringed seeing me show up... I was horrible)... If you went to church with us, if you cut our hair or taught my brother Karate, the parents, mothers, and women who I watched from the passenger seat of our (mostly) minivan, you significantly impacted my desire to be a parent, a mother... Most of you, I still call Mrs. and Mr. (Mrs. Warden, Mrs. Ritchie, Mrs. Carney, Mr. Howard, Craig, Kathy, Mrs. McGlothin, Mr. Sadler and SO MANY more), but all of you inspired me. You showed me what kind of a mom and adult I wanted to be. Most of you probably didn't even know that my nosey nature was watching and remembering.
Revealed: The Real Reason Fertility Rates are Crashing
The research indicates that most countries around the world are in line to experience a monumental decline in the number of children being born. Furthermore, the sharp decrease is set to reduce the global population, with nations around the world prepared to see as many new-born children as they do residents turning 80-years old.
Staying Sane as a Stay at Home Mom
Being a stay at home mo is a very difficult and unforgiving lifestyle. It's around the clock, constant watch on -- let's be honest -- tiny psycho versions of yourself. As a mom of 3, soon to be 4 (all under 4,) I frequently get asked how I don't lose my mind being a stay at home mom while maintaining a 4.0 GPA in college.
It happened on weekends mostly—when he would come down to visit. And it happened for more than five years, the sexual abuse by her brother. At first, it didn’t seem to bother her. It was just something that was happening between them, something they did together. But it got worse as she grew older. She began learning—from friends, from family—that things related to sex were inappropriate, immoral, shameful even. This was when she began to wonder if she should stop what she was doing with her brother. She didn’t know if she should tell someone about it.
The American Dream
The dreams of a mother are not the same as the dreams of a daughter The love was cultivated in the midst of a country whose tree stems wrapped around her as a protector