I’m gonna go ahead and call it. In the contest of “most awkward google search term ever”, I win. For all of time, I win. This was what I discovered in my search term analytics today: (Spontaneous emergence of proglottids from the anal sphincter. Leading to this post.) *Confession: My involvement with Blogher means that, on occasion, my post titles show up on the sidebar of other blogs. Several of those blogs are . . . how shall I say . . . a little more in the . . .
what I want you to know: pregnant out of wedlock
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post is by Natalie Slack. I want you to know that the judgment and shame starts immediately. I remember the long, slow drive home from the drugstore, pregnancy test tucked in my purse and I remember the . . .
what I want you to know: where is the love? (compassion and autism)
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s post was written by Lana at Along Came the Bird. She is the mom of three girls, and her youngest was diagnosed with Autism. Have you ever been out in public and seen a child misbehaving? Who hasn't, right? . . .
I hate homework. A lot.
I’ve been meaning to write about my growing disdain for homework, but today Jodifur had a guest post up at Jill’s Scary Mommy blog and she pretty much articulated all of my feelings on the matter. Here’s an excerpt: I may sound disgruntled, but I’m tired of spending every night fighting about homework. I’m tired of teaching concepts that did not get taught in the classroom but have homework about them. I work, my husband works, we rush home, make dinner, and then do homework. Then it . . .
go and grab your vag
On Wednesday nights, the kids go to Royal Rangers, which is kind of like the faith-based version of Boy Scouts. It’s a really cute program . . . they work on different character traits each week, and then they can earn a badge that can be sewn onto their vest. Or, if your mom is really busy lazy, that badge can be stapled on to the vest, because, seriously, who has time to sew? India loves Royal Rangers, but she confuses the vest and the badge, and a few weeks ago she was . . .
the psychological impacts of abandonment
I’ve been wanting to post my notes from the workshop I did at The Idea Camp, but I’ve struggled with how to present it, because it really was more of a conversation. What I’m sharing below is really just an outline – there was so much more meat in the discussion that took place in that room full of people who cared passionately and deeply about these issues. But here is a general overview of what what discussed in relation to the psychological ramifications for orphaned children: . . .
the way of the ipad
We’ve gone the way of the ipad. We held fast for about a week, giving strict instruction that the kids were not to touch the shiny new device. But we caved pretty quickly. Oh, I have such mixed feelings about technology. It is truly amazing to see how my kids can learn and create on this device. We have been working on letters with Kembe for the past year, and he has also been in preschool for a year. But no matter how much repetition , he just could not grasp the concept of . . .
movies, plays, and plays about movies
I’m generally not a fan of musical adaptations of movies, but I saw two this week that were pretty good. First, I got the chance to see Little Miss Sunshine at the La Jolla Playhouse. I really loved this movie, so the fact that I loved it even more when it included people breaking into spontaneous song is probably not a surprise to anyone. You can read my full review here. I also took the kids to see Star Wars: The Musical. I didn’t even know there was such a . . .
that’s what SHE said
Here are some things I enjoyed reading in the past few weeks. Click the titles to read the whole post. All the baby mama deets and drama. on pregnancy after multiple losses, from Joy’s Hope “I look through pregnancy with a dark and shattered lens now. One that I wish I never knew. I am much older, much sicker and much more fearful than I was nine years ago. But somehow, I carry on. Through the crazy. Through the trials. Through the . . .
what I want you to know: adoption and assumptions
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post is by Kathryn. What I want you to know is that I’m tired of the assumptions people often make about us as a transracial adoptive family and the choices that we’ve made. Mainly, I’m tired of . . .
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