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The Never Ending Norm
SLAM! The door downstairs literally shook the house, and then I knew… my aunt was pissed off about something. That was just how you knew she was in a bad mood, when doors started slamming in the house, or how you could hear the groan she gives every time she saw how the cat destroyed the house again, or in this case, the constant, normal arguing on the phone with my cousin or just arguing in general whenever they saw each other's happy faces.
By Victoria Vargas8 years ago in Families
The Day My Heart Broke
"No one... No parent should ever have to bury their child." I've heard this statement throughout my life. Never knowing that I would have a true understanding of that phrase. Yes, I had to endure that dull ache in my heart that will forever be embedded there. It didn't seem fair, it still doesn't. How can someone only experience 5 years on this Earth? How could God do this? It just seemed cruel. I had so much anger in my heart at that time. I was confused, I was scared, I was lost in my own mind. My days were full of darkness. How was I to tell my other children that their sister would not be coming home? How could I make them understand when I didn't even understand it myself? God, why would you leave me with this task of breaking their hearts? God, how could you take my baby from me??
By LaKisha Jeter8 years ago in Families
Friends New Moms Need
Becoming a mom for the first time is an uncertain but rewarding journey. As all journeys are, it’s enhanced when you have trusted friends to keep you company along the way. Here are the types of friends that supported me as I set out into motherhood, making my life a little bit easier:
By Robyn Russo8 years ago in Families
Ungrateful Parents
Parents can be so ungrateful. Parents can be a lot of things, but for this moment let's discuss us being ungrateful. I am a parent, I hang around other parents, I read parenting stuff. Now that you have my résumé, let us continue.
By Imam Qadriyyah Mabel-Dorothy8 years ago in Families
Cheer Up This Holiday's Travel with Car Games for the Kids
Holiday season involves good food, fun times, and long lost relatives and friends. Visiting these loved ones usually entails hours of traveling thanks to distance and traffic and traveling means a lot of time spent in the car. I can see it now, stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic with anxious children who are close to death-from-boredom while I hold back my car sickness and my husband argues with the 100 cars surrounding us (they can’t hear you, honey, give it up).
By Jus L'amore8 years ago in Families
To Breastfeed or Not Breastfeed?
You will be making a great deal of decisions for your child as a mother, or more accurately a supermom, but one of the earliest and most important concepts in your child's infancy is choosing between breastfeeding or formula feeding. Your final decision should not only rest on the importance of your child's nutrition, but should also strictly follow your child's health risks. Not all babies can be breastfed, nor should all babies be breastfed.
By Mackenzie Lu8 years ago in Families
Losing Sight
My mom wasn’t around much when I was a little girl because she was always working. She picked me up from school, dropped me off at home, and went to work until 2 AM. Because of this, I spent most of my time with my father, and we had a great time. He didn’t cook much so dinners usually consisted of frozen food that was easy to heat up and we never complained. I have very vague memories of play-wrestling with him in our living room and asking him about his collection of Tonka trucks. More prominent memories of my father revolve around one thing: his temper. Nonetheless, I was very close to my father as a child.
By Melina Smith8 years ago in Families
Being a Child Carer
All over the world, there are kids who have taken on the responsibility of looking after their ill parents. There are even some children looking after their siblings. Making sure they eat, bathe, and go to school. Some people think it's crazy, others understand, and some people think it shouldn't be allowed. However this isn't a post about whether it is right or wrong. This is just about my experience as a child carer and its effects.
By Denilia Blue8 years ago in Families
What Is Family
What is family to you? To me it isn't always the people of your blood. I grew up believing the man raising me was my father until I was 11yrs old. A girl who was supposed to be my friend got mad and told me she heard our moms talking. Honestly it didn't matter to me that he wasn't my biological dad, because he was my daddy. He had raised me. After my oldest was born he moved to Florida and vanished. A family friend hired someone and had him found after my youngest sister died in a car crash. He came home shortly after that. I won’t lie, I was angry at that point, he left all of us and my youngest sister didn't even see him. I felt like he had betrayed us, betrayed me. But I finally talked with him and told him all this, and he told me why he vanished. Years ago he found out he had lung cancer. He fought a long time, even made it to remission, but when it came back years later it was too much. He didn't have the strength to do chemo or radiation again. My children meet him for the first time then. We made peace and when he became ill the second time and decided no more treatment I was OK with that. I rushed my children to meet their grandfather, and he them. For the first time in forever (we were little kids) our dad had all of his daughters (cause that is all he had) in one room together. It was also the first time my sisters had meet all 4 of my children together. It was a very sad time but also bitter-sweet. My daddy lived a few months more and during that time I spoke to him every day and my sister Crystal stayed with him every day. When it came to the point he couldn't talk any longer, or he was sleeping all the time, Crystal or the nurses would hold the phone to his ear just so I could say I love you daddy and thank you for being my dad. Crystal was the only one with him when he passed she took his last breath into herself.
By Theresa Harrington8 years ago in Families
The Story of Me and Mine
Hello. My name is Chloe Burke. I am 19 years old and a mother of two. My name is nothing more then a name to other people. My whole life I grew up with people not exactly knowing who I was or where I came from or what my purpose was. Well here's my purpose. When I was nine months old I was put up for adoption in the state of Nevada in Las Vegas after my biological father had tried to kill me by hitting me over the head with a hammer. I was hospitalized at Sunrise children's hospital for about a month. My case worker was Nancy Burke. Married to Steven Burke. She spent almost every day with me, getting to know me, falling in love with me, of coarse this is what she has told me because I was too young to remember anything at that age. Later on through the months my case worker soon turned into who I call my adopted mother. I was put under their care as foster parents and three years later was officially adopted into their family. Little did I know that my life was about to turn in to a living hell. My father was a very religious man a man who believed that everything happens for a reason and that everyone of his children should be baptized into his church. My dad is LDS. My mother on the other hand wasn't very involved with God or really any spiritual being of that matter. She believed that whatever happens happens and that was that. At the age of five I was introduced to the Mormon church and out into what they call primary sunbeams.
By chloe burke8 years ago in Families
