hahaha.. sooooo true... lol
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Showing posts with label Babies. Show all posts
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This Pregnant Wife Left Her Husband Forever... Sounds Bad But I'm Completely With Her
This Pregnant Wife Left Her Husband Forever... Sounds Bad But I'm Completely With Her
This is powerful. You've probably seen a lot of news recently about domestic abuse. A brave woman who will remain unnamed for her safety recently came out with her story. While every story of abuse is sad, her's really struck me and you'll see why. She writes:
''They say you repeat what you know and that was certainly true for me. I grew up in a violent home and I desperately wanted someone to love me, someone to care about me, someone to protect me. And when I was 19, I thought I met that man.
At first it was like a fairytale - everything was included, even the handsome prince. Lots of girls noticed him, but he was only interested in me. He told me I was beautiful and showered me with attention, but just as fast as it came, suddenly, it all stopped.
I didn't understand what went wrong, but he outlined the problems in our relationship. I was spending too much time working and going to school and not enough time with him, he told me through tears. So I quit college that week. Then I quit my part-time job.
From that point on, it was a matter of what didn't suit him and how I would prove my love. I allowed him to control what I wore, how I would conduct myself and with whom I would associate. Violations would be met swiftly at first with threatened breakups and accusations that I was pushing him into the arms of other women.
The arguments were loud and threatening, but later, when he decided that I had caused him to go too far, he'd hold me in his arms and sob, 'I don't want us to fight, but if you didn't (fill in the blank).' He made it seem like it was my fault. He made it sound like I deserved these consequences.
But at this point, the pain only came with words.
The pushing and shoving began after we married. I would walk around almost as silent as a Trappist Monk so as not to raise his ire, but you could feel the tension in the home begin to rise. He had no problem letting me know how stupid I was or how much prettier some strange woman was than me.
And he wouldn't stop there. He would pick an argument, which eventually led to pushing and shoving or banging me against the wall. He'd then storm out of the house to be with his friends or another woman, leaving me all alone.
When he'd come back, the 'Honeymoon Phase' was in full force. He'd return with flowers, tender words and promises to change. Love is blind and it left me wondering why we had ever fought over such 'petty' things. It was during one of these honeymoon periods I got pregnant with our son.
At first, he was excited about the pregnancy - but in quick order that changed. I came home from work one day to find another woman in my house and the next thing I knew, I was thrown to the floor and kicked over and over. My crime? It was yelling at her.
Afterward, I was hardly able to move and I almost miscarried. He wouldn't take me to the hospital and instead, threw our phone over the balcony. I left a few days later when I felt well enough to get around and headed to my Grandma's house.
He arrived later to let me know he would take my baby from me if I didn't come home. Days later, through tears, he told me he'd kill himself if I didn't come back. He begged for a chance to be the husband and father he knew he could be.
But like everything else, that didn't last long. When I went home, I was not allowed access to the phone yet he would talk to his girlfriend, insulting me while on the phone with her, degrading the woman who carried his child.
If I complained, he'd get in my face and tell me that I was 'crazy,' he'd tell me that there was 'no girlfriend'. He'd say I was 'stupid to think anyone else would want me'. And then reminded me that I was 'lucky' to have him.
My son was born prematurely and had to remain in the hospital following his birth. My ex-husband used this to his advantage: He told me he'd use my son's prematurity to get custody of him in court.
That, coupled with my postpartum blues, a baby that almost died during birth and the verbal abuse I took day in and day out, made me think about killing myself. I felt like a failure.
The night he almost killed me, we were putting our bed frame together. The phone rang and since I'd been allowed phone privileges again, I reached for the phone. It was his girlfriend. I said, 'Please stop calling here,' and I began to cry as I slammed the phone down.
He demanded to know who was on the phone and I snapped, 'Your girlfriend that doesn't exist.' That was it. All bets were off.
He pushed me into the wall and my head bounced back toward him. The fact that my head bounced back angered him, so he pushed me down again.
He stood over me, kicking me, sometimes in the head but more often than not, he connected with my stomach, still tender from the stitches following my C-section.
I tried to crawl away, but he kept kicking and yelling at me. Somehow, I got up and I made a dash for the door. He came after me, aiming a slat from the metal bed frame we were putting together at my head. I tripped - by some miracle - and it missed, connecting instead with the wall just above me.
I still have a photo - years later - of that hole in the wall with my head next to it. I wanted to remember how close I had come.
I screamed, 'Please don't kill me.' I was bruised and bleeding and I prayed that he would just make his last blow - the final blow - quick. Instead, he stepped over me. He walked out screaming at me, 'Why can't you f*cking see what you do to me? Why do you have to push me like you do?'
He took off before the police got there. Back then, cops would not make an arrest unless they saw the abuse happening. The next day, I got a friend to help me grab as much as I could and I took off.
I took photos and filed charges. I thought I would never look back, but it was only a matter of time before he found me.
I had a week of respite before he called, begging me to come back. I refused to speak to him. A week had taught me that I couldn't live like this. I couldn't put a baby through this. And I didn't want to.
So, I got the courage from deep down inside - a new maternal courage, a gift, I assume, from my son - and began taking the baby steps towards my future. I worked two jobs and got an education degree. Every step I took was a step away from him, a step away from what could have been - a step away from what might have been.
I learned that I was stronger than I ever knew, but I wouldn't have been able to do it without my faith, family and friends who stood by me and encouraged me.
I cried as I wrote certain parts of this story, remembering the girl I once was: the girl who held little worth in her abilities. Despite all that happened, I will always believe it was the strength of living through this experience - and being a survivor - that has made me into the strong woman I am today.''
I'm incredibly moved by her words. This is an honest and frank reality which she bravely shared with us. If you or someone you know is suffering from domestic abuse, please do not hesitate to get the help and safety you need. There are many resources online that are available, if you're in the US, this is a good starting point: http://www.thehotline.org/
No one should ever have to put up with domestic abuse. If you've been a victim of abuse, we want you to know you're not alone. There are people who love and support you and please remember that it's not your fault in any way.
We wish this woman all the best and we're thankful she's out of that abusive situation. Share her powerful words with your friends today.
This is powerful. You've probably seen a lot of news recently about domestic abuse. A brave woman who will remain unnamed for her safety recently came out with her story. While every story of abuse is sad, her's really struck me and you'll see why. She writes:
''They say you repeat what you know and that was certainly true for me. I grew up in a violent home and I desperately wanted someone to love me, someone to care about me, someone to protect me. And when I was 19, I thought I met that man.
At first it was like a fairytale - everything was included, even the handsome prince. Lots of girls noticed him, but he was only interested in me. He told me I was beautiful and showered me with attention, but just as fast as it came, suddenly, it all stopped.
I didn't understand what went wrong, but he outlined the problems in our relationship. I was spending too much time working and going to school and not enough time with him, he told me through tears. So I quit college that week. Then I quit my part-time job.
From that point on, it was a matter of what didn't suit him and how I would prove my love. I allowed him to control what I wore, how I would conduct myself and with whom I would associate. Violations would be met swiftly at first with threatened breakups and accusations that I was pushing him into the arms of other women.
The arguments were loud and threatening, but later, when he decided that I had caused him to go too far, he'd hold me in his arms and sob, 'I don't want us to fight, but if you didn't (fill in the blank).' He made it seem like it was my fault. He made it sound like I deserved these consequences.
But at this point, the pain only came with words.
The pushing and shoving began after we married. I would walk around almost as silent as a Trappist Monk so as not to raise his ire, but you could feel the tension in the home begin to rise. He had no problem letting me know how stupid I was or how much prettier some strange woman was than me.
And he wouldn't stop there. He would pick an argument, which eventually led to pushing and shoving or banging me against the wall. He'd then storm out of the house to be with his friends or another woman, leaving me all alone.
When he'd come back, the 'Honeymoon Phase' was in full force. He'd return with flowers, tender words and promises to change. Love is blind and it left me wondering why we had ever fought over such 'petty' things. It was during one of these honeymoon periods I got pregnant with our son.
At first, he was excited about the pregnancy - but in quick order that changed. I came home from work one day to find another woman in my house and the next thing I knew, I was thrown to the floor and kicked over and over. My crime? It was yelling at her.
Afterward, I was hardly able to move and I almost miscarried. He wouldn't take me to the hospital and instead, threw our phone over the balcony. I left a few days later when I felt well enough to get around and headed to my Grandma's house.
He arrived later to let me know he would take my baby from me if I didn't come home. Days later, through tears, he told me he'd kill himself if I didn't come back. He begged for a chance to be the husband and father he knew he could be.
But like everything else, that didn't last long. When I went home, I was not allowed access to the phone yet he would talk to his girlfriend, insulting me while on the phone with her, degrading the woman who carried his child.
If I complained, he'd get in my face and tell me that I was 'crazy,' he'd tell me that there was 'no girlfriend'. He'd say I was 'stupid to think anyone else would want me'. And then reminded me that I was 'lucky' to have him.
My son was born prematurely and had to remain in the hospital following his birth. My ex-husband used this to his advantage: He told me he'd use my son's prematurity to get custody of him in court.
That, coupled with my postpartum blues, a baby that almost died during birth and the verbal abuse I took day in and day out, made me think about killing myself. I felt like a failure.
The night he almost killed me, we were putting our bed frame together. The phone rang and since I'd been allowed phone privileges again, I reached for the phone. It was his girlfriend. I said, 'Please stop calling here,' and I began to cry as I slammed the phone down.
He demanded to know who was on the phone and I snapped, 'Your girlfriend that doesn't exist.' That was it. All bets were off.
He pushed me into the wall and my head bounced back toward him. The fact that my head bounced back angered him, so he pushed me down again.
He stood over me, kicking me, sometimes in the head but more often than not, he connected with my stomach, still tender from the stitches following my C-section.
I tried to crawl away, but he kept kicking and yelling at me. Somehow, I got up and I made a dash for the door. He came after me, aiming a slat from the metal bed frame we were putting together at my head. I tripped - by some miracle - and it missed, connecting instead with the wall just above me.
I still have a photo - years later - of that hole in the wall with my head next to it. I wanted to remember how close I had come.
I screamed, 'Please don't kill me.' I was bruised and bleeding and I prayed that he would just make his last blow - the final blow - quick. Instead, he stepped over me. He walked out screaming at me, 'Why can't you f*cking see what you do to me? Why do you have to push me like you do?'
He took off before the police got there. Back then, cops would not make an arrest unless they saw the abuse happening. The next day, I got a friend to help me grab as much as I could and I took off.
I took photos and filed charges. I thought I would never look back, but it was only a matter of time before he found me.
I had a week of respite before he called, begging me to come back. I refused to speak to him. A week had taught me that I couldn't live like this. I couldn't put a baby through this. And I didn't want to.
So, I got the courage from deep down inside - a new maternal courage, a gift, I assume, from my son - and began taking the baby steps towards my future. I worked two jobs and got an education degree. Every step I took was a step away from him, a step away from what could have been - a step away from what might have been.
I learned that I was stronger than I ever knew, but I wouldn't have been able to do it without my faith, family and friends who stood by me and encouraged me.
I cried as I wrote certain parts of this story, remembering the girl I once was: the girl who held little worth in her abilities. Despite all that happened, I will always believe it was the strength of living through this experience - and being a survivor - that has made me into the strong woman I am today.''
I'm incredibly moved by her words. This is an honest and frank reality which she bravely shared with us. If you or someone you know is suffering from domestic abuse, please do not hesitate to get the help and safety you need. There are many resources online that are available, if you're in the US, this is a good starting point: http://www.thehotline.org/
No one should ever have to put up with domestic abuse. If you've been a victim of abuse, we want you to know you're not alone. There are people who love and support you and please remember that it's not your fault in any way.
We wish this woman all the best and we're thankful she's out of that abusive situation. Share her powerful words with your friends today.
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Tuesday, August 12, 2014
August: Breastfeeding month
August is Breastfeeding month! I will always look up to mommies who were able to breastfeed until their babies turned two. I may not have lasted that long, but I have had my fair share of beautiful breastfeeding moments with Princess. Breastfeeding is truly life-changing. It is a reminder of how beautifully God created us women. Happy breastfeeding mommies! Truly, breast milk is still best for babies! They don't call breast milk as liquid gold for nothing. CONGRATS!!! happy breastfeeding...
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Family Planning
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Family planning is the planning of when to have children, and the use of birth control and other techniques to implement such plans. Other techniques commonly used include sexuality education, prevention and management of sexually transmitted infections, pre-conception counseling and management, and infertility management.
Family planning is sometimes used as a synonym for the use of birth control, however, it often includes a wide variety of methods, and practices that are not birth control. It is most usually applied to a female-male couple who wish to limit the number of children they have and/or to control the timing of pregnancy (also known as spacing children). Family planning may encompass sterilization, as well as abortion.
Family planning services are defined as "educational, comprehensive medical or social activities which enable individuals, including minors, to determine freely the number and spacing of their children and to select the means by which this may be achieved".
Purpose:
Raising a child requires significant amounts of resources: time, social, financial, and environmental. Planning can help assure that resources are available. The purpose of family planning is to make sure that any couple, man, or woman who has the desire to have a child has the resources that are needed in order to complete this goal.[dubious – discuss] With these resources a couple, man or women can explore the options of natural birth, surrogacy, artificial insemination, or adoption. In the other case, if the person does not wish to have a child at the specific time, they can investigate the resources that are needed to prevent pregnancy, such as birth control, contraceptives, or physical protection and prevention.
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Monday, June 23, 2014
amazingly creative cakes
No birthday party is complete without a delicious cake to share with your guests, but sometimes, a cake that tastes good just isn’t enough. A big mouthwatering cake with cool design on it, certainly keeps you at the centre of attraction. Especially, kids love it when their birthday is made grand by Thomas the Tank Engine or Batman and Spiderman etc. There is hardly anyone among us who doesn't love a delicious cake.
On that note we have collected some super cool cakes for you. Try any of these for the upcoming birthday and have a blast!
Who says that amazing birthday cakes have to take lots of effort? Frost a chocolate cake with chocolate icing, add colourful candy beans and chocolate fingers and tie it all up with a big bow, and you have a wow-factor birthday cake – with minimal artistic skills!
This pretty daisy cake is just perfect for a ladies’ summer birthday party – even if the sunshine is a no-show!
There’s never a reason to be blue on your birthday, even if your favorite cartoon is! This baker rounded up the entire Smurf Village for Alex’s birthday party. We love how the cake looks alive with Smurfs running in and out (and about!), and even down to the expressions that let us know who is who! Brainy Smurf, Sleepy Smurf, Handy Smurf
On that note we have collected some super cool cakes for you. Try any of these for the upcoming birthday and have a blast!
Who says that amazing birthday cakes have to take lots of effort? Frost a chocolate cake with chocolate icing, add colourful candy beans and chocolate fingers and tie it all up with a big bow, and you have a wow-factor birthday cake – with minimal artistic skills!
This pretty daisy cake is just perfect for a ladies’ summer birthday party – even if the sunshine is a no-show!
There’s never a reason to be blue on your birthday, even if your favorite cartoon is! This baker rounded up the entire Smurf Village for Alex’s birthday party. We love how the cake looks alive with Smurfs running in and out (and about!), and even down to the expressions that let us know who is who! Brainy Smurf, Sleepy Smurf, Handy Smurf
The cutest sidekicks to ever grace the big screen will now take over your birthday party! This bakery knew that one wouldn’t be enough to share and made two minions for this lucky kiddo’s birthday. Look at those smiles that made us fall in love with the minions in the first place!
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Thursday, May 15, 2014
10 things to do before having kids
10 Things to do Before You Have Kids
so, you just got married and everyone around you is congratulating you on throwing the best wedding of the century and, more importantly, finding your perfect match! However, a few of those congratulations follow with that awkward question: “So, are you guys thinking about having kids yet?”
Depending on your age, background and parental instincts, your reaction will range from, “Are you kidding me? We just got married!” to “Of course, what do you think the honeymoon was for?” Whichever side of the baby-fever spectrum you’re on, there are quite a few things you need to do before you increase your family of two to a family of three. So, before you officially give in to that baby-craving phenomenon known as your biological clock, here are 10 things you need to do before you have kids.
Join a Kickball League
Join a low-key sports league just for fun. From kickball to dodge ball, this is your chance to get out there and act like a kid again. Why is this important to do before you have children? Because when you have kids, you’ll still be going to kickball games, but you’ll be watching your little one from the sidelines instead of being in the middle of the action on the field.
Attend Coachella
Coachella, SXSW, Bonnaroo, it doesn’t matter which music festival you pick, but it’s important to experience one of these live entertainment experiences just once in your life. You don’t have to stage dive or crowd surf, but you do have to go, let loose and have fun. Once you have kids these events will be much harder to attend, and you’ll more likely be listening to the soundtrack of the latest Disney movie instead of some cool indie rock band.
Travel to a World-Famous Festival
From Mardi Gras in New Orleans to Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany, there’s a reason these festivals becomes world famous and inspire people from around the world to travel far distances just to be a part of the fun. Pick one you’ve always wanted to try and make it your next trip with your sweetie this summer. Second honeymoon, anyone?
Make Brunch a Weekly Event
Ah Sunday brunch, the best meal of the week. It’s relaxed, it’s easy, it’s not happening when you have kids. Enjoy this leisurely late breakfast/early lunch combo while you still can by scheduling a once a week brunch with your favorite friends. You can sit back, share a deep conversation about nothing and truly enjoy your vanilla latte for as long as you like without someone tugging on you shirt saying, “I’m bored!”
Spend a Good Chunk of Change on Yourself
Darn it, you deserve to spend $200 on a pair of perfectly distressed jeans. Maybe it is a waste of your hard-earned cash, but there’s nothing wrong with giving yourself a little gift every now and then (as long you’re not going into debt to buy it)! In a few years, your expenses will go from expensive dinners in the town to expensive strollers and car seats, so give yourself this gift now.
Save Like There’s No Tomorrow
Wait, make that, “Save like there’s a tomorrow…” because there is! Yes, we know we just said you should drop some cash on yourself and enjoy a personally-picked-out present by none other than yourself, but that should not be a common occurrence. If you’re serious about having kids, start saving like your old man always advised you to do. You’ll be happy you did.
Add a Pet to Your Family Dynamic
Why not test out the whole “caring for someone 24 hours a day thing” by bringing an adorable fuzzy creature into your home? They’re fun, they’re loving and they’re the perfect way to learn what it means to care for someone (or something) totally dependent upon you.
Stay Out All Night
Remember that very first time you stayed out all night and how free you felt? Capture that feeling once again by hitting the town with your better half. Maybe it’s on New Year’s Eve, perhaps it’s on an adventurous vacation out of the country, or maybe it’s just a quiet night spent in front of a Scrabble board, competitively vying for the title of “World’s Greatest Wordsmith.” Just try it one more time because once you have kids, you’ll probably want to spend your evenings at home with them rather than on the town with anyone else!
Score Your Dream Job
Before you even think about having kids, you need to go after whatever it is that makes you passionate. Always wanted to your own business? Give it a try now! Been thinking about writing a novel for the past five years? Do it this year. Go after your dream job will only be pushed farther down on the “to-do” when you have children. Do it now so you can someday make your little ones proud!
Write a Letter to Yourself
…And to your future bambino, describing who you are at this moment, what you want out of life and what you hope your future will look like as a family. It will be a beautiful peek into who you are at this present moment, and that’s something both you and your child will cherish forever. But this can only be done before you have kids.
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
comfort and soothe your baby
Your baby's foot is divided into different zones. By applying gentle pressure to certain areas, you will be able to soothe and comfort and thereby providing relief from discomforts while bonding with your baby!
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