parents
The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
The Christmas Lie
Stockholm Syndrome is a funny thing. I remember Christmas as a child but I only remember the good. Granny in the kitchen baking apple pies. Nadimah and I 'decorating' our dog, Barney, with tinsel. I remember Christmas cake soaking in brandy, the little plastic cake decorations...even the taste of granny's baking. The smell of our real Christmas tree. The excitement of going out to get the tree, decorating it, (well...watching my granny decorate, asking to help and being told yes but her ending up doing it herself because 'she would do it right.' LOL) and my father putting the angel on the top.
By Samantha Don8 years ago in Families
Thirty Years Estranged
The relationship we have with our parents is by far and away one of the most valued and treasured connections we will have throughout our lives. But, what about those of us who have had strained relationships with one, or in some cases both, of our parents? Is this something that can be repaired?
By Tara Roberts8 years ago in Families
You Do the Best You Can With What You Have
I wouldn’t change the relationship I have with my mother for the world; she is truly my best friend. Though if you were to meet her and get to know her, then meet me and get to know me, you might not see how it's possible. We could not physically be more different, when you think of mother and daughter “besties,” we are not what comes to mind. We aren’t like the Gilmore Girls; no one confuses us for sisters.
By Adrienne Amy8 years ago in Families
Top 3 Ways to Becoming a Better Mom
I am sort of new at this whole “mom thing.” I have a sweet nine month old girl that keeps me on my toes. Some days I feel like I am doing a good job as a mom and other times, well I feel exactly what the above picture states “screwing it all up.”
By Lindsey Ramsey8 years ago in Families
My Mother
This woman right here is strong, funny, independent, and awesome. And she also loves God. That is my mother. She is the best, most awesome, and most funniest mother in the world. She has taught and showed me a good example of an awesome mom. She has raised me and my siblings very well. My mom inspired me to become the most wonderful mother to my children. I don't know what I would do without my mom in my life. My mom has been there for me since I was born. When I needed advice or help with anything, she was there to talk and comfort me. We have so many good, funny, and bad memories that we cherish together. All the times we would go out with our cousins and have a good laugh about life. Going to the casino with my mom was so much fun. And just going for a ride and getting something to eat and talk about things. We are kinda a lot alike. We love the same music, movies, and a lot more you can name. We love a lot of 80s and 90s rap, r&b, pop rock. Michael Jackson, Boyz II Men, Wham!, and New Edition. She even loves the music I listen to like Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood, Greyson Chance, and Jonas Brothers. Movies is our girl time thing. We mostly watch action, comedy, and a whole lot more. Some of our favorite things to watch are George Lopez, Kevin Hart, The Avengers, Empire, and Bernie Mac. When I was little, I would do things to just annoy the heck out of my mom. She would put something on the counter, then I would knock it down. And I flushed her homework essay down the toilet. I would laugh, but she would give that look like,"You are going to get it." Another time was when we were at the circus in Michigan, and we rode on an elephant. My mom got so scared and yelled, "I wanna get off this big thing," While we were climbing off the elephant, it pooped so hard that we felt the floor kinda shook. It's hard to believe that we also had sad and not so good times. We cried together so many times. When I lost my grandma when I was younger, we just held each other cried. But we also cherished memories of her. My mom and I would always help my grandma cook and clean around her house. Sometimes we didn't agree on things, but we talked it out together and tried to make a choice that way. Sometimes my sisters and I get on her nerves, but she understands, because she has an older sister herself. Even though I don't have an older sister, my mom is like a big sister to me. I love spending time with her! She even helped through tough times too. When I got married, she gave me the best advice to both my husband and I. I could always count on her for anything. I love that she is always there. She was there with both of my births with my son and daughter. When I needed a break, she would take one or both of the kids and let me take a nap or get things done around the house. My husband and I go to her for just about everything. When we want a date night, or time to ourselves, we call her and she comes and takes the kids. I am so blessed to have a mom like mine. My kids love her so much. They love spending time with their Gigi. I love my mother so much. I wouldn't want to trade her with anyone at all. That is what I call a strong independent mother. I love you ma!
By Shante Hernandez8 years ago in Families
Surviving an Alcoholic
We all have visions of what a picture-perfect family looks like, I suppose happy parents with stable jobs, siblings that make other kids envy you, a pet or a few maybe. But for who does this usually work out in favor for? The lucky ones I suppose.
By Makenzie Testerman8 years ago in Families
Mommyhood Rants
I'm sure we all have had those days where we feel like we've had zero sleep and you're full zombie status. That is the boat I'm in today. My son does pretty well through the night. He just whines a bit but usually falls right back to sleep. However, with our super mommy powers we hear every noise they make regardless of how small it is and, at least for me, I jolt awake and have to check on him. I'm not one for crying it out, even though I do know that is some mother's preference. More power to you who can cross that bridge and conquer it! I am a bit envious but I still just don't have the heart to let my baby cry himself into exhaustion because even if I try to sleep through it, I hear EVERYTHING.
By Nicole Hallman8 years ago in Families
My Dad Is Still Here, But He Is Wearing a Disguise; He Is Wearing the Mask of Cancer
Growing up I was a Daddy's Girl all the way. We did everything together. Wether it was dancing to the nutcracker or having tea parties, my dad did it. He would do anything to put a smile on my face. Once a week, before dropping me off at daycare, he would take me to Krispy Kreme Donuts. It was like our special thing because he didn't do that with my bothers. He was not only my dad, he was my best friend, my hero.
By Clair Rhodes8 years ago in Families
My Dad
Carl Emil Mortenson IV 12/14/1969-03/05/2012 It's hard. I still think about him every day, I still have dreams about him, and I still miss him. Does it get easier? For the most part. Except on days where I'm having a rough day, or I'm not doing enough to keep my mind occupied.
By Dakota Mortenson8 years ago in Families
