Originally posted 2014-03-31 18:30:07. You know there are oodles of books on the market on how to raise children. You are told to do it this way or that way. This is the way your parents and grandparents did it. Then after having a special needs child you are under a microscope all the time. For us it was the department of social services. I realize that the intentions of some are good but then…
Originally posted 2014-03-30 13:02:40. My biological father and my mother divorced when I was two years old. My father’s side of the family led what seemed to be a privileged life, as least more than the average family. They had those social-lite parties. My grandmother was a RN and my grandfather retired from the Army to work for Goodyear. I of course wasn’t apart of that lifestyle. My bio’s mother insisted no “cheap store type…
Originally posted 2014-03-23 01:43:32. I realize I am a mother and the parent tends to be somewhat biased when it comes to certain things. Today isn’t one of those days. My beautiful, intelligent, compassionate daughter….. all she wants to do is care for people. Yes she can be a bitch. But come on what female do you know who is never been a bitch. Sorry but we can all be that way at times. Furthermore…
Originally posted 2014-03-19 15:24:53. Listening to the not-so-good advice of my biological father I put my son up for adoption when I had him. On the 3rd day at the hospital I went one way and watched as he went with the foster care/social services worker. I cried thinking at the same time it would be the best thing for him. He was placed in a foster home. His name was “Alex” while in foster…
Originally posted 2014-03-18 20:58:28. It was 1992, I was working at Pizza Hut as a waitress and living with a couple who took me in. I met her after committing myself to a mental hospital after being raped by an ex-boyfriends uncle who I thought I could trust. He kept me locked up in the bedroom for weeks. I would try to escape and he would come find me. I tried to tell my boyfriend…
Originally posted 2015-07-20 20:11:27. As a single mother I struggled just to keep food on the table. I would make grocery trips with the kids stroller and was always limited to the dollar amount spent and quantity because I could only fit so much in the stroller. Now at one point early on we lived maybe a mile or so from the closest grocery store. So it wasn’t so bad that I am complaining about…