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Children: Our most valuable natural resource.
Our New Normal
In October our lives changed forever. I picked up my daughter and her twin brother from preschool as usual. They each ate an apple and my daughter, Arabella, asked for a cup of water. Then another one. And another one. In the span of 2 minutes. When I told her to wait a little bit she started crying, insisting she needed another cup of water. So I poured her a cup. And then I called the pediatrician.
By Joni Thomas8 years ago in Families
A Father's Fear
As a single co-parenting father of a 3-year-old boy I wrestle with many things in this world that worry me greatly. Societal pressures are all consuming and the pressure to perform, provide and "suck it up" are piled on the heap we call masculinity and manhood daily.
By Brandon Burton8 years ago in Families
Life of a Cancer Mom: Part 3
Fear is something your children give you from the day you see a positive pregnancy test. You stress over every little flutter, watch what you eat, try to keep yourself healthy, finalize every little detail of their room, even down to worrying you won’t be good enough. Then, when your child finally makes their appearance, you fear on a whole new level. As newborns, you don’t think you are doing things right, you fear every little sneeze, fart, cry. From there, comes a whole new level of fear! Missed steps, picky eaters, temper tantrums, repeating cuss words even! But imagine that not being all you had to worry about.
By Jessica Phillips8 years ago in Families
The Dreaded Hour Before Bedtime!
The hour before you put your child to bed is like the final mile in a marathon when you are so close to the finish line, yet depleted of all energy to cross it. Not that I have any clue about marathons. In fact, my phone has been beeping like crazy this week (since I had to start walking the school run) telling me "Well done! 15 minutes of continuous walking." I am sure the phone thinks that it has been stolen!
By Michelle Godfrey8 years ago in Families
Realistic Mom Life
Okay, you see this photo? It took us 20 minutes to take because Oliver kept running away and Henry kept making weird faces or I was yelling at Oliver to get back there so we could take a photo. It was the only decent one in the 50 that we took.
By Sabrina Crawford8 years ago in Families
Morning Madness
Being a parent isn't always the easiest thing in the world... I’m not going to lie to you there. Especially if the day starts off a wreck because then your mood throughout the entire day is off. My oldest slept in, my youngest was crying...it was 7 AM and we had to be out of the house by 7:15 to go drop them off at daycare before we headed to school.
By Sabrina Crawford8 years ago in Families
Introvert Mom
Let's be honest; if you've stumbled across this article you must be in the same or similar position with your kid. I'm an army wife and mother to a handsome 2-year-old brown boy. My husband and I both have Master's degrees, work decent jobs and are enjoying watching our little one grow. The issue is, mommy is an introvert... kiddo is an extrovert.
By Scripts Scribbles8 years ago in Families
Becoming a Cancer Mom: Part 2
Hospitals. They are terrifying. Do we even enjoy being in there when we give birth? Sure, you get waited on, hand and foot. But does that beat the awkwardness? The opposite sex seeing your nether regions is always uncomfortable in the hospital or doctor's office. People you only know for a day or so pretty much know everything about you! Yet, you can barely remember their name with out looking at the name tag hanging on their shirt!
By Jessica Phillips8 years ago in Families
Missy's Kreative Kidz
How Becoming a Mom Again Changed My Life Two years ago, I was reveling in the idea that my kids were almost grown. My husband and I were beginning to dream a little about travel, being empty nesters and even retirement. We each had brought children into our marriage from previous marriages. I had two and he had one. We had hoped for a child of our own but those dreams had been shattered after six miscarriages in three years, and my doctor told me that we were not compatible, whatever that meant... In December of 2015, I had my final miscarriage, resulting in a devastating surgery to remove the baby. I had to have this procedure done because my place of employment had refused to allow me time off to tend to what I knew was happening to me. I worked in childcare. One would think that they would be understanding, even sympathetic. They weren't. Once I had to have the surgery and have time off, they were apologetic but that was so I didn't sue them. They even gave me paid leave! Well, April of 2016 I was heading to the doctor to have another procedure done, one that would ensure I would miscarry no more. This is when we discovered I was once again pregnant. I was shocked, scared, and felt alone. Each month I waited for the dreaded signs of miscarriage. They never came. In December 2016, I delivered a baby girl. Little did I know she would change my path.
By Missy Garcia8 years ago in Families
