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It takes a village to raise a family; advice and tips to make the most of yours.

Are You Making Your Parents' Life Better in the Older Part of Their Living?
We have four relations who live with us closely for most of our lives. It's our parents, siblings, spouse, and our children. There are other relations too, including our friends and a few colleagues who stay in our lives much longer, but those four relations are exceptional.
By Ganesh Kuduva5 years ago in Families
MAMA HAD NO CLUE
Understanding why a child does not speak up when being abused is unfathomable to adults. They say, “why didn’t they tell their parents”, unfortunately, therefore they call it abuse. A child is at the mercy of the adults that they are put in care of, whether it be buy natural birth, adoption, or a trusted caregiver. Abuse is abuse. A child is abused and should not be held responsible for the manipulation inflicted on them. A child can be threatened and told that if they tell someone, they will not be believed or that they will hurt them or their family members. Ask me how I know. It happened to me and I can vouch that there are reasons that abuse is kept a secret and that a child is too tired to confide in someone about the abuse. I was very good at hiding the truth, but, as an adult I know there were signs, that if my parents would have picked up on, she may have been able to figure out that something was not quite right. My abuse began first with my grandfather when my brother and me were left with our grandparents for two weeks during my family’s move from Texas to North Carolina. I was nine years old and found myself awakened in the bed I was sleeping in. My grandfather had woken me up by molesting me, I was so scared that I willed myself back to sleep and still do not know fully what happened to me. The next morning, I instantly confided into my uncle and he took me to my grandmother. I told her what happened, but she did not believe me. That is where the viscous cycle of me thinking that no one would believe me, began. Although my grandfather began the abuse, he did not continue, and I was able to avoid further abuse from him. Soon after this event, my uncle on the other side of my family, began molesting me and this continued until I was eleven. He threatened me with harm, he told me that no one would believe me, and that it was my fault that he was touching me. I did not feel like mama would believe me. He was her brother, there is no way she would believe me. I avoided the situation that put me in my uncle’s presence as much as I could. When mama was at work, we had to either stay at my paternal or maternal grandparents. I would avoid the abuse of my uncle by going to my paternal grandparent’s house. Remember, this is where I was abused by my grandfather, however, he was at work too. I would refuse to go to my uncle’s house and mama never knew why and did not understand why I refused. There were many days my brother was there, and I was at the other’s house. Unfortunately, I was unable to avoid my uncle all of the time and trust me he took advantage every time he had the chance. I would flee to the woods behind my grandparents’ house, but somehow, he found me. He inflicted pain on me and punished me to get me to do what he wanted me to. He pulled my hair and bruised my breasts with force to make me stay where he wanted me to. Fortunately, we moved away from the area, which completely stopped the abuse. I was a victim, plain and simple. I was a child. Should my parents have noticed? Were there signs? Yes, there were signs, but the person that did this to me was trusted, he was family, and he was supposed to protect me. Dad and mama could have noticed, but they were in the middle of their own marital issues. I do not blame them, but as a parent myself, I realize how easy it can be to not know what is going on. I finally told my mama when I was sixteen. She was completely heartbroken and the fact that I did not tell her, haunts her all of the time. I assure her that there was nothing she could have done because I was good at hiding it.
By Agsykes805 years ago in Families
A Relationship with Parents
When I am left alone with my thoughts, I am often plagued by things that have been said to me by the people who brought me into this world- who I love dearly, but who have seriously said damaging things that have left me hearing their echoes for years. They are haunting and cruel, and I just think also its a generational thing.
By Memoirs of A Chick5 years ago in Families
Effective Time Management Tips for Moms
Time executives are a major worry for moms nowadays. Between children's exercises, family obligations and, for some, the requests of an upsetting work environment, numerous moms have abandoned the battle to figure out an ideal opportunity for themselves and are simply attempting to complete everything. The accompanying time the board tips can be utilized by occupied mothers wherever to remove a portion of the pressure from life, and make more opportunity for no particular reason times with kids, quality time with their accomplice, or even that desired and almost neglected alone time.
By Rahul Kumawat5 years ago in Families
"Born With Sight"
What is in life that one would rejoice at the conception of a human. Balloons and glitter fill the air with color as time passes to reveal the life hidden away within. Our lives seem to be comprised of our experiences alone. What we look like, how we feel, and what has happened to us all shape our reality in this world. If we aren't careful we will begin to believe that our value lies in the sum of our experiences. Memories seem to slip away the further we travel down the path of time. What once was freshly etched into our brains becomes empty spaces left with burn marks unrecognizable. As to their source who could know except maybe the ones who were there. In time, even that begins to fade. There are some things that we say we will never forget, but over time we may change a few details here and there. I have had it happen to me before: my perception of a moment changing the next day. It seems that there is sometimes a pang of guilt that can follow when the ashes of the images burned in our minds begin to be carried away by the winds of time. How is it that we can forget the faces of the ones we love? Maybe we remember things based on where we are emotionally speaking. After having time to process things and think them over, we allow ourselves to see more of what was truly happening at that moment that we weren't willing to look at within our strong emotional state. Sometimes our minds wipe memories away like a wave pulling a sandcastle into the sea. The memories remain but are unintelligible. This is a form of self-preservation.
By Autumn Rain5 years ago in Families
For the Domestic Abuse Survivor Single Moms
This is for the single mom who, after finally fighting the system to keep herself and her kid(s) safe, is safe. This is for the mom who has no support system close to her, has a real fear of anyone watching her kid(s), and is just trying to survive. What do you do? What do you do when the people who you thought were your family turn out to be just as evil and sadistic as the person you married. What do you do when that support system, the ONLY support system, ends up burning down to the ground. What do you do when you have made every effort to kid(s) safe and you have successfully done it but are left with the emotional and mental distresses of what the abusive spouse did to either you, your kid(s), or even both? What happens when you have a mental break at work and they fire you without any warning? When you are now daily trying to make ends meet, on your own?
By Fates Relic5 years ago in Families
Co-Parenting: Not For The Faint of Heart
Let's get one thing straight right off the bat. Breakups suck. It is a fact universally acknowledged by anyone that has ever been in a relationship that no breakup is a good breakup. Some breakups may be better than others but in 99% of relationships that end, it's safe to say they breakups just suck.
By Clara Elizabeth Hamilton Orr Burns5 years ago in Families
Noncustodial
Infamous villains are the stuff of stepparent maliciousness. For every bad step parent story, you will find dozens of others who are loving, supportive and understanding imperfect people.
By MissAdventured5 years ago in Families
PHYSIOTHERAPY DURING PREGNANCY AND AFTER CHILDBIRTH
Pregnancy and childbirth are one of the most challenging events for a woman’s body. During this era women often struggle with pain and discomfort within the back and in their pelvic joints. Dr. Mukesh Mahajan who is one of the best doctor practicing in Pune explains how women can prevent a number of these problems from occurring and offers guidance on appropriate treatments.
By Arunava Deb5 years ago in Families
What Is In Vitro Fertilization?
In vitro fertilization (IVF) is basically a sort of assistive reproductive technology (ART). Dr. Hrishikesh Pai who is working with one of the best Mumbai based IVF centre say that it is the process of retrieving eggs from a woman’s ovaries and fertilizing them with sperm. The embryo can then be frozen for storage which can be used later or directly transferred to a woman’s uterus.
By Arunava Deb5 years ago in Families
Maggie M.
The indentation of her name still remained visible on the faded covers of the three black notebooks that were laid out before me on my desk. My fingertips glided over the worn covers feeling the memories of eighty-four years of wisdom and love rising up through its curled corners and wrinkled pages. Besides an innate sense of warmth and security that still resides within me this is all I have left of her.
By Mage King5 years ago in Families
Brownies and Tennis
LITTLE BLACK BOOK Rose is watching TV enjoying her dinner when she's interrupted by a knock at the door. Due to her husband passing, kids moving away she has not had company in over 15 years and becomes startled and hesitant. Against her judgement she goes to the door looking through the peephole. To her surprise it is Hannah, a 15 year old with two big red curly puffs, freckles, and a charm bracelet with "H" on it. Rose opens the door. "Hi I'm Hannah, your new neighbor. I was wondering if I could get my ball that went into your yard?" She's a tennis player for her highschool team. Rose responds with "Yea sure go get it" in a very monotone nonchalant way. Being the bright bubbly kid she is, Hannah smiles, says thank you and begins to retrieve the ball.
By Takila Wiley5 years ago in Families