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How The Pandemic Made Me Stop Wearing My Wedding Ring
I got engaged in a botanical garden in Egypt. I was waiting in a gazebo while he used the bathroom. When he came back, he got down on one knee and did his thing. The ring wasn't actually a ring; it was a mould of what it would look like.
By Katharine Chan4 years ago in Families
Motherhood
What does it mean to be a mother? Is it the endless nights spent catering to your kid(s)? Is it the cuddles and giggles that you get in gratitude to the love you give. Is it waking up with both your boobs outside of your tank top as if a ghost carefully moves them every. single. night. Let’s be honest here, motherhood is like you made your very own masterpiece but despise the mess you made in the process. The crying. The sore body. The tired mind. Did I mention the crying? It’s as if they want you to explode. You try to keep your inpatient side tucked away, but then night time hits. Suddenly your a waterfall at the first sign of your child not wanting to be in bed. My 7 month old daughter is currently going through mental leap 6 early (whoopefriggndoo). I have never longed for sleep as much as I do at this very moment it’s 4:18 am and I’ve put her to bed four times. I have no bit of tiredness left in me. That’s how tired I am. My brain is in craving coffee mode. I love her very much. She’s my only child. Co-sleeping has worked great for us, but I need my bed back. So here I am telling a bunch of strangers that as much as I love my daughter…WHEN WILL IT END?! Will I ever know peace again or am I doomed for the next 10 years or so to a child that wants me at every moment of every day. I love the bc snuggling, the calling for me, and the nursing. What I don’t love is the screaming when I don’t pay her enough attention, crying ( and again screaming) because she needs to go to sleep, and most importantly MENTAL LEAP HELL. I miss the days where I could give her a pacifier and we both go to sleep. These days I am her pacifier thanks to relatives snatching hers out of her mouth. Don’t even get me started on that. Most nights she won’t sleep without a boob in her mouth. I could go on and on about all the ways motherhood has screwed me over, but instead I’ll tell you how it’s made me a better woman.
By DeMeya Perry4 years ago in Families
A Trucker. A Carpenter. A Father.
From the moment I was born, I was told I was extremely attached and close to my dad. I never wanted to be out of his arms and I would cry if someone took me away from him. I was my father's daughter, there was no doubt in anyone's mind about that.
By Rachel Slater4 years ago in Families
The Box
A long time ago, in a far away place, a boy was born into this world, in a small town in the western most region of an ancient land.
By Philip Gardner4 years ago in Families
Dear mom
Subtitle: I miss you, there are so many things i wish that i could tell you. There are many relationships that we come to form and establish in life but none more important than that of a mother and daughter relationship, it is intricate and interesting, full of ups and downs, often rocky, super emotional and very complex but none the less these things are what tends to strengthen or destroy that relationship.
By Christina4 years ago in Families
My Elder Once Said
Starting way back, I never thought that what my elder said was special. I was a kid and was ignorant. Quite frankly, I did not think for a second about how important it is.
By Jeng Leng Lee4 years ago in Families
When do you cut off your family for your own safety?
The saying is that blood is thicker than water. That family means more than anything, and that they should be important to you. If that is true for you, I am so happy for you.
By Talara Nolan4 years ago in Families
Role model, who are you?
Hey Mom. I never told you this before, but... I never felt like I had a role model growing up. The one person I knew as my "father" changed our lives forever. He chose to sell drugs over his wife and her child.
By Angel Santiago4 years ago in Families
I Don't Know How To Say It, Mom
I Don’t Know How To Say It, Mom So I’ll Try My Best For years, the silence and ignorance forced upon me had tormented my mind and body, to which can only be attributed to those who gave me the cognitive skills to lose sleep as I grew older and non the wiser. As a circumstance, mom, I can only say that my life has been a roller coaster with no end to the ride.
By Rene4 years ago in Families
Unexpected
Mom, I know in recent years we've tried more to hurt each other less. It's taken a long time to get here. And I cherish that strength as much as I despise the lack of it. I don't want to go backwards. I don't want to reopen the wounds, or refresh the pain. But in life, no roads are as straight and narrow as you'd like them to be, and sometimes you have to take a step back in order to move forward. And it is in that uncertain hope that I'm cracking open this can of bloody worms.
By Phoenix Loken Dayze4 years ago in Families
A Dad Worth Fighting For. Top Story - May 2022.
My childhood was nothing short of idyllic. I grew up in a nice house with a big driveway that I could ride my bike around, a big backyard where I played soccer with our dog, and a dad that would do anything for my brother and me. Now, it’s our turn to take care of him.
By Katherine Carnes Coleman4 years ago in Families
The Regret of a Child
Dear Mother, Happy Mother’s Day! I wish I could be home with you to celebrate this global holiday. I know you have done so much for me when I was a child and there are never enough words to thank you for all that you have done. Raising me by yourself was difficult, and I am more aware of this difficulty today, as an adult. You always had my best interests at heart even when I refuse to believe you did. You wanted to raise me with the same ideologies your mother had raised you, in spite of how outdated those practices were. How could you know any better? How could you keep up with a rapidly changing world? It was wrong of me to think that you could and for that, I apologize. Our constant disagreements are evidence of the complexity of parenthood. I am writing in hope that you have forgiveness in your heart to restore the relationship that has become the diminished winter snow during spring.
By Iris Harris4 years ago in Families