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3 Biggest Regrets People Have When It's Too Late To Change Anything
We all have regrets. Moments when we look into our past and wish things went a bit differently. It’s even more painful if those things could have easily been prevented. If there was just something we could have done done differently.
By Tijjani Jibril4 years ago in Families
Parents of Adult Children
Friends! For January, my book club was assigned a book entitled 'I just want to pee Alone' by Some Kick Ass Mom Bloggers. The book was heartwarming, relatable, funny, and overall effortless read. It talked about the transition from sexy 20 something-year-old to hassled and frayed mom. It spoke about annoying plastic toys that sing, spit-up, luxury strollers, and the human bodies' ability to function after 2 hours of interrupted sleep.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins4 years ago in Families
The Cabin
The Cabin It's time for the Bobby Family to take their family winter trip. The Bobby family included the parents, Linda and Larry, who were photographers, and their 5-year-old twins. Molly and Mark. So the parents told the twins that they were staying in a cabin.
By Kelly Vedder4 years ago in Families
3yr old superstar 👶🏽🎸💙
You’ll never believe how this picture happened I didn’t believe it but evidently I have a superstar for a nephew. Lenny and I was playing at the park, I had been in the studio prior to that I left to pick him up and take him to the park because I had promised him the day before in the midst of all this playing at the park I realize I don’t have my phone on me so I grabbed Lenny and told him we’d come back and he didn’t mind so now I’m driving to the studio I’ll pull up outside of the studio a park right outside the studio now I already know it’s gonna take me about no more than one minute to get up and down so I locked the doors cracked Lennys window just a tiny bit turn off the car and go upstairs to the studio I find my phone and proceed to head back downstairs but to my surprise when I got back to the car and got in the driver seat and looked behind me I realize I was alone Lenny had took off Now the uncle in me wanted to throw a fit and cry but I had to take a second to chill and look at my surroundings my studio is on the inside of a gate it’s then when I realize the gates closed and Lenny literally can’t leave the property if he wanted to so he’s either somewhere or wandering outside around the studio The perimeter isn’t that big it takes me about 2 to 4 minutes max to search the whole outside for him now I’m a little bit more worried because he’s not outside but good Thing I seen that the studio back door had been open so I’m going to the back and it leads me to a secret entrance into the studio now as I’m coming up the secret stairs in the back I can hear somebody babbling in the studio and it seems crazy but the first thing that I thought to myself was shit we have a ghost but I proceed up the stairs cautiously and when I was really convinced that we had goals was when I popped my head around the corner and I seen nobody in the room or at the recording table but right when I was ready to lose my mind I see somebody’s little head bobbling back-and-forth in the studio booth and I immediately started laughing super hard because I knew he had entered the booth by himself and not only did he do that he had started recording himself and all his babblings that he was doing before I entered the room was saved onto the computer somehow I looked at him and asked him Lenny what have you been doing he said playing rockstar I was so touched down to my heart that I couldn’t bear to take him out of the chair so we stayed in the studio the rest of the day recording babbles and don’t get me wrong when he’s a very intelligent kid when he wants to be but when he wants to play he can play with the best of them he made me sit in there and record them babbles forever I don’t know how many hours until finally I look over in the booth and poof he’s fast asleep now I can take him put them in his car seat strap them in and get in the driver seat put my seatbelt on I can pull off we can go home and it’s getting late about six or seven in the afternoon so that was me and my nephews perfect day together with a couple of hiccups lol but I’m overall it was an amazing day with my nephew and it was amazing day because I realized three year olds are likeThe next generation age level rock stars in my time they were at least nine years old now they come in at three next week on here about the one year old baby I have no doubt in my mind thank you for listening to my story
By Manny Matterson4 years ago in Families
Is My Best Friend's Child Becoming A Narcissist?
My good friend has finally had the chance to see his daughter. After a three week period of constantly going back and forth with emails to his ex-wife begging to see his daughter earlier and for a longer period of time. All of his attempts were refused by his ex-partner — a covert malignant narcissist.
By Oberon Von Phillipsdorf4 years ago in Families
My First Experience Birthing Alone
No one should have to be alone while birthing if that isn't something they truly want. I had spent half of my pregnancy planning for an unassisted birth. Researching and planning and preparing, buying what I could and being gifted some things for birth. I was excited to have a better experience than my last birth. I was excited to welcome my first boy. I was emotional and wishing his father cared and wanted to be present. But, an unassisted birth felt like it was going to be such an empowering option!
By Jenna Rae Mueller 4 years ago in Families
Fate in Action
I work in a consulting field which requires me to set up work bases around my region in Ottawa/Gatineau as projects are added to my portfolio. This is great as it has allowed to discover many parts of my home city and surrounding area that I may never have ventured to on my own.
By Michelle Paxton4 years ago in Families
Buster the Fearless
As three big brown and white dogs raced toward him; my son’s young system went into shock. His hair stood on end, his pulse raced, I could see his small blue eyes darting around the garden to ascertain if rescue was imminent; it was not! I was twenty paces away. The full horror of the situation was now dawning on him; he was on his own. His eyes grew wider, and his mouth parched as the three farm dogs, bowled him over like a wooden skittle. Not only was he incidental to their garden game, but the lightness of his body meant that he was spun into the air and landed thud on the wooden deck.
By Kate Broughton4 years ago in Families
Acts of Love
“You forget your key, hon?” There it was: the first thing Nancy ever said to me. That evening, I came home from work to discover that I had locked myself out of the apartment. Nancy, who lived next door and often sat on the porch we shared, looked on in quiet anticipation as I rummaged through my backpack in search of the key.
By Ivana Danilovic4 years ago in Families
Thank God For Morty
Thank God For Morty Everyone’s favorite Pup Being an only child isn’t easy. All the things that you could have done with a sibling you end up doing with your parents. It’s even harder when your parent is a single parent. That was my daughter’s entire childhood upbringing. Just her and I. Being that I was her only present parent we did everything together. If she wanted to have friends over or playdates I’d set it up for her so that she would be happy and so that the boredom she faced daily with Mommy playing all the games would have some ease. She’d have tea parties (invite only) game days, book club, movie dates etc. I’d have to come up with multiple creative ways to keep my only child happy and entertained. As she got older those things didn’t work as well. She wanted a brother and a sister and I did not. I explained to her that having a baby wasn’t that easy and so every year she started asking me for a different pets. She’d start off small asking for fish or turtles and I’d oblige. Because I worked so much and she was so small they’d live with us only to later die and she’d cry her little eyes out. One year she asked me for a puppy. I didn't want to take on such a huge responsibility and we had very limited space. It was enough on me already paying all the bills buying all the food and taking care of her and I alone so I’d simply tell her to choose a different pet until she became older and a little more responsible. One year I brought her a set of parakeets they didn't have the same effect as a puppy would have but they were hers and she loved them. Every day after she come home from school she’d release them from the cage and chase them as they fly throughout our small one-bedroom New York City apartment we had in the Bronx. They'd poop everywhere. I’d be the one chasing them back to their cage and cleaning up all the poop. One day the exterminator came into our place to spray and sprayed near the birds by accident when she came home from school that afternoon they were both dead. The way that devastated my then 4 year old made me aware that maybe her having a pet wasn’t ideal at the moment. The next year we moved to a huge two-bedroom apartment in Manhattan. The question of a baby sister or a puppy became an everyday thing. “Mommy we have a lot of space” she’d say. I would have to talk her down to no sister yet and maybe smaller quieter pet. To stop the baby asking I bought her a rabbit. She named him cuddles. She loved her rabbit and took very good care of it. When she turned 8 he died by electricity devastating my baby girl all over again. Then I brought her another to ease the pain. When she turned 10 he became sick and my then-fiance took him to the aspca and left him there. I decided that we weren’t pet ready yet and that was the end of that. I compensated by once again having get-togethers, play dates, sleep overs movie night etc. As she began to get older in her teenage years she constantly asked for a puppy. I worked too much and didn’t want to risk anything happening to a puppy on my watch. First it was the birds, a fish, two turtles she even had a baby chick, then the two rabbits so I declined. That meant I had to be cleaver and find other things to keep my now teenage daughter occupied. So we started going to concerts with her friends. It took a lot of the ease off of asking for a puppy. Being a teenager changed a lot of things and I did not mind. In 2016 my daughter graduated high school and went to college. While in school the stress from her being away from home and having so much to adjust to give her a bit of anxiety and I didn't know what to do. That’s when I brought Morty her puppy home. Morty was just 3 months old when I first saw her. It was love at first sight. I loved her and knew my daughter would also. I felt my daughter was ready now also responsible. I didn’t have to do all the work being she was older. She cried the day I surprised her and fell in love just like I thought. She’d come home every weekend from school to see her best friend Morty. I then regretted not having brought the puppy sooner. The way they love one another is incredible. Morty has brought so much joy and love to not only my daughter and me but to the entire family and neighborhood. You can’t walk down the street without someone asking about Morty or complimenting her for being so cute. She became more of a support dog for my daughter more like the sibling she never had. They are inseparable and I couldn’t be more thankful. Morty is more than just a puppy she’s my daughter's best friend. On a daily basis, I thank God for Morty. Last week January 20th Morty turned 5.
By Shannon Gattison4 years ago in Families
