"One stick turned positive and a different kind of vomit happened… word vomit… ‘OHHH SH**!!!’ I guess I said it loud enough for Sam to hear me, because he opened the door and asked to look at the test. He then started reading the box saying aloud, ‘Noooo!'"
"One stick turned positive and a different kind of vomit happened… word vomit… ‘OHHH SH**!!!’ I guess I said it loud enough for Sam to hear me, because he opened the door and asked to look at the test. He then started reading the box saying aloud, ‘Noooo!'"
“As I stood over her and spent those last few minutes with her, blood was cascading down my legs and onto the floor. I didn't care - my womb was crying. Everything about me was crying. Watching them wheel her away broke me. My life ended then and there."
We frequently talk with our kids about making good choices. Evaluate the pros and cons, and make the good choice. But what if there isn’t one? What if all the choices just suck?
I never would have dreamed that my 6-year-old daughter would have shed this many tears already regarding “friends.”
“No, you can’t play with us,” she hears over and over.
"Somewhere in the age of social media we got uncomfortable with letting kids fail. Fixing their childhood problems for them sets them up for depression when they find out life is not all sunshine and roses."
Family is family. Siblings are siblings. As long as children are growing together in a secure environment, surrounded by people who love them, labeling those relationships serves no purpose. Half siblings are siblings. Period.
"She was ignored. 'Mama, come play with me?' she asked 4 more times. Mama glanced over at her but never got off the phone. After 10 minutes Mama ended her call."
