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Tired as a Mother...
I'm tired, and not like the normal tired. The tired of being a mom, tired of being a student, tired of being a wife, tired of being tired. I'm busy, like always, if I'm not taking care of kids, getting my husband set up for the day or doing schoolwork, then I'm doing laundry or cooking or doing something. When does it end? When do I get appreciated? Don't get me wrong I love my kids and my husband but why am I everyone's slave? My husband and I have been together a little over 3 years and we came to the marriage with 3 children (2 girls from his previous and 1 boy from my previous) we then added one more boy. All our children are under 8 years old and though we have 3 of them part-time, I'm a full time mom. Oh, side note, we also live with my in-laws, yes they’re great but that’s 2 more mouths that I’m responsible for feeding. That’s 2 more people I need to make sure have dinner plans before I just decide I don’t want to cook for.
By Mother Superior8 years ago in Families
The Most Tragic Event
I laid on the couch with my little sister, I was 7 at the time and she was only 4. We were of course, watching the same episode of Spongebob we had recorded on the TV that we’d watch every day after I got home from school. Snuggled up in our matching pj’s in our parents room, we ate our snacks and would fight over the blanket because someone always had more than the other. As innocent as we were, we had no idea what we were in for.
By Shay Gross8 years ago in Families
A New Life Was Created and Another Reborn
I had so much anger towards everyone and what I had been through. I felt like nobody wanted to hear my story. I never told anyone what he was doing to me. I let a monster get away with so many things. I always wondered, maybe I was the real monster. A monster of my feelings and my thoughts, my actions and my words. I was in self-destruct mode and I never thought I would get out of it. I was the master of my fate and I thought that he was all I would ever be worth. It took two years for me to realize my self worth was not all I thought it was worth. I deserved love and happiness, a chance to live my life free from control. I deserved all of this, but would it ever happen. I knew I had to change something and I was the only one that could make the change.
By Ashlee Grant8 years ago in Families
How A Bicycle Race Changed My Life
Honestly, I have led a very mild life in general. I've never really experienced what the world has to offer, as I've been fairly content with just staying in my little controlled and comfortable world. I've had the opportunity to experience some once in a lifetime events though:
By Matthew Bailey8 years ago in Families
When You Think You Can't Go Anymore...
Moming is hard... Let's be honest, the title 'mom' is a small title for so many roles. I am a chef, I am a nurse, I am a story teller, I am a taxi driver, I am a teacher, I am a master cuddler, I am so much. I am so much more to my children than I even realize.
By Mom Of Four8 years ago in Families
Stand by Your Man. But Not Your Daughter
I grew up in a house where songs such as "Stand by Your Man," "Substitute," and "Jolene" were seen as containing valuable words of wisdom. They were played daily on one of our two cassette players- in the kitchen or in the car on the way to school. The message was clear: if you were lucky enough to "bag" a man—no matter what kind of man and by what means—then you must do anything to keep him. You might not love him, and he might not love you, but as long as you had one that was yours, nothing else mattered.
By HM Pattinson8 years ago in Families
An Open Letter to My Grandmother/Best Friend
An open letter to my grandmother/my best-friend, Eighteen years. That's the time I was given with you. And right now those eighteen years simply did not seem enough. Someone once asked me to describe you in one word; and I was speechless, because someone like you cannot simply be described in one word. In eighteen years, I have been able to come up with many words to describe the astonishing person you were, although words could never truly grasp how wonderful you were as a human being. One must know you to completely understand. And even though eighteen years was not very long, I am completely grateful for the time I had with you. You were not just my Nannie, but my second mother, and best-friend. No matter what, you were there for me. It's heart breaking not having you around anymore. Every little thing reminds me of you, and it's hard not being able to escape the reality that you are gone. People ask me how I'm doing, and I always seem to answer "Okay, thank you," when truthfully I don't know what to do with myself. Every time someone says your name, my heart sinks a little and all theses memories go flying by. I know that I had "lots of wonderful memories with you" because everyone tells me that, although when I think back to every second of time I had with you, I always find something that I could have done differently, something I could have changed. I could have put my phone away more, or helped you more, told you that I loved you more, just so many things I could have done. That I didn't. Cancer stole my best friend, my person, my Nannie. Cancer stole everything and I am so mad. Because not only am I trying to deal with my own pain now, but I am also now forced to be strong for my Grampie. Seeing him hurt makes everything so much harder. Oh Nannie, he misses you so much. We all do. I am trying to be strong because I know that's what you would want from me, but it's so hard because you were taken from me to soon. I still need you. I will never forget that day, as I held your hand and watched you take your last breath. I will never forget you.
By Haley Steeves8 years ago in Families
A Letter to New Moms
Where was my time? What had I been doing all day? I thought this as I sat on the couch slumped in a heap. I reminisced on my day with a groggy mind. Diapers, diapers, diapers, feedings, feedings, feedings, laundry, laundry, and more laundry. I wanted to do so much more than just those things today. I was motivated to get dressed in an effort to not stay in the house all day.
By Nothing New8 years ago in Families
