parents

The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.

Brandy Letourneau2 months ago
Blame
I was six when my brother came into my life. My mother worked overnights and my dad worked first shift, so my older sister and I took care of him a lot. I learned how to change diapers, warm up bottle...
Hannah Hare2 months ago
When a Parent Is Absent
Missing a parent in the picture has always been a common problem, not only in the United States, but the whole world. True, it is commonly the father who will be absent in the life of their child, but...
Diary of a Dad Aged 50¾ - Part 4
I love to have a controversial debate through an article and one of the most common ones over the past few generations is: What’s best, artificial or real? Do you go for an authentic look and feel? Al...
Erika Fries2 months ago
What Is a Good Mother?
When I was younger, as a child I remember more horrible memories then good from my mother. I remember being three and left alone at a football game house party, wandering, looking for my mother and on...
Emily Grisham2 months ago
Postpartum
Let us all be open and honest here, having a baby is hard. Being pregnant is hard. Keeping a relationship alive is hard. Life after having a baby can be even harder than them all. I find myself being ...
Michelle Schultz2 months ago
What It's like to Be the Child of a Single Parent
I don't think I've actually said it to him. I never said thank you. Never said thank you for raising me alone. I know I didn't make it easy. I know I was frustrating from day one, but he did it. My da...
Erika Fries2 months ago
It Takes Two
Above in the picture, you will see my coworker Morgan and my daughter Adelina. My daughter is six years old and was recently diagnosed last year with “intellectual border disability." What is that you...
Diary of a Dad Aged 50¾ - Part 3
Don’t let others know, especially teenagers, but I think today I might have cracked it! Today we have a walking, talking and active teenager. I know that one day in isolation doesn’t count for a full ...
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JJ Smith3 months ago
Growing Up Without My Father
To start the story off on why I grew up without my father. I was only 3-years-old and my sister was 2 when our father was in a fatal car accident. I can only tell what it was like for me to grow up wi...
Catrina Palko3 months ago
Halloween as a Mom
I am a procrastinator when it comes to everything. Yes, even when it comes to my favorite holiday! This year I had huge plans, I was going to go big and dressing my whole family up. Suddenly I realize...
Diary of a Dad Aged 50¾ - Part 2
For 364 days of the year, we have very clear and direct messages for our youngest children: “Don’t talk to strangers!” “Never take sweets from strangers!” “Don’t talk to strangers!” So then for one ev...
Joseph Shidek3 months ago
I Got Him—or Does He Have Me?
My father, being a devout fisherman, had many tools in his arsenal. From his Orvis fly rod and reel, to his Caddis felt bottom wading shoes. I on the other hand had little equipment other than my Eagl...
Language
Can I just say that our western culture kind of sucks? Can I just rant for a minute or two? What do I mean when I say that language is a barrier to breastfeeding success, and how is that relevant to w...
Steven Altman3 months ago
My Boots Are My Roots
I could say all the cliche things to grab your attention. I could paint a fake image of the cowboy life that I grew up in. But, none of that would be me, and that would be a disservice to the way I wa...
Shterna Botnick3 months ago
Our Parents
As I sat there in my bed, the night before this speech was due, my mind started spinning. What topic interested me? What topic would captivate my audience? After not being able to think of a good topi...
Paige Graffunder3 months ago
The Final Act
I think about my dad the most when I am driving. When the windows are down and the sun is up and the music is too loud. I think about him driving, and how my driving is very similar to his. I don’t we...
Adrii Vz3 months ago
Dreams
The early sun rays were hitting my face through the blinds, I blinked a few times to get my eyes adjusted to the light. I slowly woke up and made my way to the bathroom so I could start with my mornin...