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Time I Got Lost
It was a regular day where 13 year old me got up to get ready for school. I get all dress and go wake up my mother to take me to the bus stop, has she insisted every morning. She is pregnant with my little sister who is due in a week to join our family. Has my mom wake up she notices that her nightgown and bed is soaked with water. YES, her water broke but she didn’t know since she never been through this experience. She finds her phone and calls her doctor. I vividly remember hearing the doctor yell at my mother saying “call 911 right now”. The ambulance comes to take my mom and a family friend takes me to school. Faster forward to 3:20pm when I get home and my neighbor was supposed to get me from the bus stop. No one is there so I decided I’m going to my best friend house to call my mom. We’re walking to my best friends house at the time and see that my family car is parked in the driveway. I go knocked for a good ten minutes but no answer. We end to my best friend’s house and I immediately call the house phone multiple times has my parents did not have cell phones at the time. About four hours go by and there a knock on my bestfriend’s house. Her mother answers and it the cops. They ask if I was there and to speak with me. They ask if I am okay and what happened. So I explain that no one came and got me off the bus as well has the fact that I’ve been calling the house phone all day. The police officer said she be right back and come back with my uncle and dad. My dad is so excited to see me has they thought I was lost. From there view of everything, my neighbor was supposed to get my from the bus but the bus was late that day and she missed me. They had contacted the school, the bus driver was interviewed by the cops, my parents had an alert out for me, and best of all my mother was refuses to have my baby sister until I was found. In the end, I got to the hospital just in time to meet my new little sister and all was fine.
By Abby Ebissa6 years ago in Families
12 Nigerian Celebrities With Their Look Alike Daughters.
Like mother like daughter these ones. One of the major reason any Nigerian will tell you as a convincing argument for why you should have children is: "Don't you want a mini you? Someone you can look at and be reminded of yourself at that age."
By Jide Okonjo6 years ago in Families
The Diary of a Single Mom
I am a single mom of 5 children, with two full time jobs and I attend a university online. This year when I found out that my expected graduation date was in December 2020 I did a very clumsy, happy dance in my kitchen. My son, who is almost 10, noticing my incredibly stupid and dorky reaction to whatever I had just read on the computer, looks up from his tablet and says, "ok ill bite mom. Why you so excited?" I turned to him and said, "Because I will be graduating at Christmas this year!" He turns back to his tablet, but not before saying, "well its about time mom." I tried not to take offense to this since I knew he didn't mean it in a spiteful way and in his defense I have spent the past 11.5 years in school-switching my major after 2.5 years and then nearly starting over completely for the 3rd time 5 years ago. My kids are my life and sometimes they crack me up with the things they say. Other times they frustrate me to no end. I feel like the most bi-polar mom on the planet, until I call my best friend. The conversation goes something like this. "So I need to vent about this stupid experience I had this week." In between our 15 minute phone call, we will both have yelled at our kids nearly a thousand times, to "stop picking on your brother" or "I already told you to go play in your room!" or "We don't sit on the baby!" and then there's my personal favorite with my toddler lately, "Stop farting near the baby! It's making him cry!" Some days I feel like my hair is falling out faster than my granny's and my kids love to tease me about getting old. My knees creak like old stairs in an abandoned house. I am so clumsy I pop my hip out of place climbing up the stairs in our house and I am constantly complaining of aches and pains. As if that wasn't bad enough, my mood swings are higher than the rides at the fair. Now here I should clarify-THESE ARE NOT THE HORMONAL MOOD SWINGS WOMEN HAVE. These are the "I have told you 5 times already to pick up your nasty smelling socks that are worse than the trash can smell and put them in your dirty clothes hamper" type of mood swings. They are the "Stop hitting your brother please. I said stop hitting your brother. That's not nice. SERIOUSLY?? STOP HITTING YOUR BROTHER!!" type of mood swings. And I have come to the conclusion that my kids have made a pact: to never let me sleep, one of them always has to be on guard and it's actually entertaining when mom has to repeat things, but when she blows her top, duck in cover! I actually think, that my kids do this on purpose. Kids are smarter than anyone gives them credit for. They are like sponges on speed, with the energy to match and I am so jealous. I can't even harness 10% of that energy on my best days, that is until I drink my 3rd cup of coffee for the day, eat at least my baby's weight in donuts for breakfast and then have to take a nap in the afternoon because of how exhausted how I am, at just merely mothering. But through it all, I'd never change one minute of it. So that's me in a nutshell. Hope you enjoyed reading my introduction and catching a glimpse into my life. If you are a mom, I hope you enjoyed reading this and were able to relate to part of it, if not most.
By marion scott6 years ago in Families
Six Signs of Narcissism in Parents
We talk about narcissism a lot in modern culture, often quick to accuse self-righteous, entitled or selfish people of being narcissists. A narcissist is someone who has an inflated sense of self, they demand attention, they have no cares about how they affect other peoples lives, they don't handle loss of control well and they are prone to manipulative behaviours.
By iceprincelebrat6 years ago in Families
My Amazing Mama
The woman that I must admire in life, is the same woman to taught me how to be me. She is the one who to taught me how to love, who let me know that it is okay to cry, and who gave me values to cherish. This woman who is no longer among the living is still alive in me, she is very much a part of me, she was and still is… my Mama.
By Amanda J Mollett6 years ago in Families
Part I : Ada Monetti looks back on her Life
Ada Monetti was born on East 55th Street in Manhattan. Her father went to work everyday at Giovanni’s, and her mother and grandmother did the domestics before the family moved to the Bronx in 1941. But prior to departing, Ada did leave her mark on the Catholic School she attended.
By Rich Monetti6 years ago in Families
Consent
Consent is predominantly associated with consenting to sex or sexual activities. It isn't really used for anything else, at least not widespread. You don't hear people talking about consenting to kissing, hand holding or hugging do you? I personally believe that lessons on consent should start at the very basics of establishing boundaries, which all kids need to do in order to grow into functional adults.
By iceprincelebrat6 years ago in Families
