humanity

Humanity begins at home.

365 Day Journey.
Day 2 Today my husband woke up and acted like everything was fine, which is what he normally does when he gets overtaken with stress. However today I don't think I want to talk about our issues. I think I want to talk about how we met. Let's take it back to the beginning.
By lakishia partridge5 years ago in Families
Christmas Morning Blessings
Until my son was 5 years old, I was a single mother. I had escaped an abusive marriage, and it was now just the two of us. The emotional, mental, and physical abuse had been happening for years. Once I had given birth to our son, I kept him close and never alone with his father. However, one time I asked my husband to hold his son while I ran to the bathroom. It was early on a Saturday morning, and most of the lights in our apartment were off. On my way back, something told me to look before reentering the room. There, my husband held our crying nine-month-old son.
By Cindi Goodeaux5 years ago in Families
A day in the life of a lonely stay at home mom.
So today like many Others Robert came home with an attitude. I don't meet his needs? I left garbage on the floor in the bathroom, I don't put his clothes away. I don't take care of the kids right either. I'm one person In a-house of 5. Maybe I should start by explaining the boys. We have 2 boys Jeremiah(Jt) & Noah. Jt has ADHD, DMDD, and Asperger's or ASD/ High functioning Autism. Noah has been diagnosed with ASD, mixed receptive language disorder, ADHD, and global development delay. He also has Severe asthma due to being born at 32 weeks. I quit my job back in January of 2019, rob and I were separated then and I was working full time, Jt was in private school, and we lived with my parents( just me and the boys), Noah unfortunately due to his asthma could not be in a daycare setting, he kept getting colds that caused his asthma to flare up, noah (1.5 at the time) saw PICU 7 times in just 2 months, and that was the just withinh the last 2 months of the year prior. I begged rob to help and stay with Noah so I wouldn’t lose my job, but he didn’t, so instead of being fired I quit, I knew it was coming, I had just had a meeting with my boss 2 days before noah’s last hospitalization. You know the spiel, “ your an amazing worker” “you do twice as much as everyone else” “your a great asset” “your our best collector”. Also I would like to add that i was able to work remotely only for overtime, yeah I know makes no sense! Any way, all the hard work of me working on my credit, and everything went to crap because I could no longer afford it, but I thought oh well, it’s my kids, my credit can suffer, my stuff can be put on hold. I’m a stay at home mom now anyway I don’t need to worry about credit or a Career. Noah does get SSI, so that’s all we got monthly plus food stamps, it’s not a lot, ha its pretty much nothing, so rob and I decided to work it out and I moved back in with him. However, nothing changed (maybe I’ll write about our issues another time) So now we are at the present day, Jan 3, 2021, after crying and going for a drive downtown, I decided to write, write everything, first off, we wake up at 5 am we are out the door by 7 am I drop Jt off at 7:45 am then Noah at 8:30 am, my boys go to 2 different schools, Jt gets dropped off first, his private schooln is 30 min from our house and Noah's is downtown where he gets ABA, Speech, OT, PT, and social work, plus preschool. Then I drive 45 min back home, it is about 9:30 am when I get home. Anyway, when I get home, I do laundry, I put away what I can, I clean up, toys, toys and more toys, I do dishes, the old fashoion way, our dish-washer broke months ago, and no one else knows how to wash dishes, we live in a tiny trailer, there's no room for anyone, or anything, no closet’s either so whatever clothes don’t fit in the 1 dresser each person has then they sit in baskets. By the time I’m done its 2 pm time to leave to get Jt by 3 and Noah by 4:30 pm, we always have some time so I stop at McDonald's to get them food, then we sit in traffic from downtown to where we live, we get home by 6 pm. Noah is Exhausted, Jt has homework or boy scouts. Then it’s getting ready for the next day, and I do it all over again, let me add that due to COVID, Jt is not in sports, if COVID was not here, we’d have basketball, track, alterboy on sunday and possible crosscontry. Now, in between all of this, I volunteer at church to clean pews as part of the reopening, I’m on the school board at my son's school, (secretary now) I am the president of the fundraising Committee. I help supervise lunch some days, I’m also a room parent so if the teacher needs assistance I help rally the other parents. Also, I handle all phone calls and problems with my husband's 4 unit building he decided to buy. the tenants call me for everything, not him. But that’s my fault. If it was up to him they would be ignored. Oh, I also have my dad, who hasn’t worked in yrs, living with us. (That's a whole other issue). So you see I don’t understand how he thinks I don’t do enough or that 1 person should be able to everything in 1 day? I’m not Superwoman I try but I’m not I fall short, he said if I did all these things maybe he’d help fix my credit or pay for my nails. Like what I do isn’t worth that already? I understand he wants a hot meal, but making sure our children have the best shot at life is important, which is why I do what I do, unfortunately, dinner is not done for him, or me asking for him to put his clothes away like I do a lot can you at least put them away? I fold them, I wash them, damn!! I hate feeling like this is all my fault Like I’m inadequate, am I? Is he right? Am I’m not good enough? Am I doing everything wrong? I’m so lost. I wonder when will I wake up and see my worth? When will I stop letting him do this to me? I know, never, he's right, I’m weak, I’m not strong enough, and I know why. I’ll have to write about why another day.
By lakishia partridge5 years ago in Families
"I think I saw you drop this."Wink Wink
"I think I saw you drop this." Wink WINK When a stranger unexpectedly saves the day and fixes a mothers mistake. The holiday season seems so overwhelming and misdirected energy being wasted all over the world. Many forget it's not all about gifts with high price tags or a tally of how many gifts under the tree.
By Zoetic Shyne5 years ago in Families
This is only a test...
I’m not really sure where to start because I’m still unsure of what I am doing here. The likelihood of me even following through with this “blog” is slim if I’m being honest with myself... but that’s probably my goal, honesty... to be completely transparent and honest with myself.
By Jessica Roberts5 years ago in Families
Wasting life 2
Honestly, My life could’ve continued to get even worse at that point. It started off pretty horrible and traumatic but it honestly got better (for awhile). I lived with my grandma and we pushed through everything together. Never really heard from my mom. It bothered my little heart for awhile but honestly I forgot about her for a period of time. I had two friends I would spend almost everyday with due to my grandma working constantly to support me and her. One was named Melanie, she was about a year older and her family took good care of me while my grandma was always working. The other was Susanna, she was a few months younger than me and she was probably the closest friend I’ve ever had. I sometimes still miss her but we’re two extremely different people now, I was basically always with her and her big crazy family everyday. I felt like I belonged there. She had everything I wanted, a mom and dad together and brothers and sisters. However, By the time I was 9 I had a desire to know what happened to my birth mom. I would see her dad a few times a year but we never talked about her. He would take care of me by buying me clothes a few times a year, and we would talk about everything but her. I never had the guts to ask him about her until I finally told my grandma I wanted to ask him. She didn’t encourage or discourage it but simply said I should ask him where she was. Well, I finally got the nerve at 9 years old to ask where my mom was, all he did was pull out his phone and read a number to me. I wrote it down, never called or texted. I fantasized about calling or texting her and meeting her but didn’t want to scare her off. The thought of her possibly rejecting me scared me enough to be satisfied with the way things were. But later that same year, I made a Facebook account to play games on the computer at my grandmas office. Well guess who popped up as a suggested friend? My mom. I remember freezing and not knowing what to do. I showed it to my grandma and she told me to leave it alone and “don’t send a friend request”. Well, I guess this was my first real rebellious act...I sent the friend request and closed it super quick so my grandma wouldn’t see. However, I didn’t know I should’ve logged out and my grandma saw the accepted friend request a few days later and came to me asking why I did it. I remember crying and just saying how much I wanted her in my life. My grandma was very understanding and actually encouraged me to send her a message. Before I did that though I went through her pictures and I saw lots of pictures with a little girl who looked just like me. I was going to send her a message first but she had already sent me one asking if my grandma knew I had contacted her. I replied with yes and a bunch of questions I don’t remember. The main question I had though was who the little girl was. She told me her name was august and she was my little sister. She was 3 years old and the most precious thing I’d ever seen. I remember falling in love through the screen. All my life I’d asked my grandma to adopt me a little sister. Obviously it never happened but now I had better than an adopted sister I had a real sister <3. I was so happy to finally know my mom wasn’t alone without me. My mom and I talked for a few months everyday. By this time I was 10 and in my final year in elementary school. At this time, I was starting to become very confused about my life and where I belonged in the world. I noticed how I had an attraction to this girl and also a boy in my class. It scared me because I was raised in a religion that says same sex relationships were a definite no. But when the girl told me she liked me back I guess all that I was taught went to waste because I had my first little girlfriend... I realized pretty quickly I was bisexual. Thats what started a horrible downhill spiral for me.
By ))))):5 years ago in Families
What is it like being a daughter
Not everybody has a parent. By destiny, bad accidents or by their own choice. Some parents have never been interested and they just abandoned their kids. Other families just don't get on. They live separate lives with no contact, they may only meet on funerals.
By Anna Paulová5 years ago in Families
Being Mummy
B After 15 years of being a career girl and being married and divorced then married again. Three years into my 2nd marriage at the age of 38 I gave birth to my first child.
By Lynsey A. Johnson5 years ago in Families
To all the Darling Daughters
The joy of Christams, for me, has never been about receiving gifts. Growing up, my family had traditions, like finding the perfect tree at a local tree farm and having snowball fights while we searched. We would make snow angels and run around until that perfect tree called out our names. When we got home with the tree, we would give it water and light it up with decorations. It was never long before gifts started to appear on the red velvet skirt, growing in volume as we got closer to the sacred day. I remember staying up late on Christmas Eve to help my mom put the final touches beneath the tree, and the treats out for Santa. Oh how I miss the smell of fresh pine and apple pie. Like I said, it was never about the gifts.
By Kahsia Solaire5 years ago in Families
Passing Down Kindness
My daughter and I love going to the local park. We run and swing and play and explore. Sometimes we even make friends. Most of the time we are in our own little world oblivious to any other persons on the playground. Oblivious to their needs or welfare as human beings. One seemingly unimportant day about a year ago, I realized there was still some hope for humanity. I don't think I will ever forget that day.
By MissSavannahSky5 years ago in Families
C19
Where do I start ? This devastating disease is taking over our lives. It is not a lifestyle we are used to, nor that we like. It is financially draining, emotionally debilitating. The stress put on mankind everywhere around the world. Not just in our city, state, or country. No! All Around the world. People are out of work, children out of school. People are wearing masks, and gloves out in public, everywhere they go. For safety precautions, for the health and safety of their lives, their families live. Especially the elderly, or people that have health issues.
By Ruth Harpham5 years ago in Families
Three shopping paradises
Christmas time is magical. And what makes it particularly great is the rush to get the perfect presents. We are still in lockdown due to COVID-19 so all the shops require wearing a mask, but that is not bothering me. I’m after the ultimate shopping experience, so I am ready to explore. And the first shop I would visit is Trinkette.
By Elena Stoyanova Kalcheva5 years ago in Families