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A Child Called Albie
The day you were born was supposed to be amazing. I arrived at the hospital excited and so ready to finally meet you. You were being induced because of the trouble I had delivering your sister before you. Like all your siblings she was 2 weeks late and very difficult to deliver. The doctor had to break her clavicle to get her out after she was stuck. Your oldest brother was a c-section. He was butt first breech and not able to turn. Your sisters, though fast deliveries at 5 hours from the first contraction to delivery, were both natural v-back deliveries. But getting bigger each pregnancy. So three days before your due date and at an estimated weight (via external palpitation) Of 7lbs (1lb 12oz less than your sister) they began the induction. I’d wanted them to break your water. That’s what started your sisters births. But they chose cervidil. Everything moved along pretty well. Until about 10 hours in, when things began to go wrong.
By Sarah Elizabeth 5 years ago in Families
The Preloved Shopper
My daughter’s birthday is looming! Her, sexy smart, beautiful brunette and cleverly artistic. As time arranged it, her son’s birthday is her birthday, a gift from god some might say. He is 12 years old, very social; easy to please – a planned day out, go-carting.
By Shanie Walker5 years ago in Families
My Childhood - part one
My Childhood – part 1 My Mother – Wonder Woman! Being born in 1952 I really didn’t get to know my mother until I was about four years old. Although I can frequently recall her holding my hand or lifting me off the double decker bus that took us into town. The one thing that does stick in my mind from all those years ago is how hard she worked. She was always the first to rise and always the last to bed, I cannot ever recall her sitting down and having a catnap or five minutes break. I seem to remember that she was always with child and I would have been fifth of six at that time, with oldest being eight and the youngest 18 months. I was born and raised in a council house, we were lucky we had a three bedroomed modern house with an upstairs bathroom and an outside toilet as well!
By Eric Harvey5 years ago in Families
Best Ways To Celebrate Raksha Bandhan with Siblings
Unlike other nations, India is a country of diverse cultures and customs. In this country, even the relationship of brother and sister is considered holy and a day is celebrated known as Raksha Bandhan. On this day siblings tie rakhis to each other and exchange gifts as a way of expressing care and affection.
By Laxmi Rana5 years ago in Families
A Letter To My Sisters
Hey, you three, When seeing this competition, I couldn’t help but think of all we’ve gone through, all we’ve overcome together. Us Dawson sisters have been in a whole other world. We’ve lived through financial struggles at young ages. We’ve dealt with mistreatment from others. We’ve carried burdens and secrets too heavy for most. We’ve held each other in heartbreak. We’ve seen each other at our worst. I don’t know if I’ve confessed this openly, and I’m still unsure if I’ll ever let any of you read this, but each one of you has been my strength, encouragement, inspiration, friend, and comfort in different ways.
By Gabriella Dawson5 years ago in Families
Just Hold My Hand
I hope you never read this letter. Not because I do not mean every word, but because I know you well and you will be mad that I have made you cry. But I cannot help it. You do not understand how your resilience has affected so many lives, including my own.
By Nicole Deviney5 years ago in Families
My Dearest , Darling Jo
My dearest darling Jo, I don’t know if you realize how strong you really are. Even before you were born I could feel the power of your body within me. Then, when the time came, you got jammed. Sideways. Such efforts to get you safely delivered.
By Margaret Watson5 years ago in Families
Discover your own happy
When a person is scared there are two things that they will do; first, fight. Second, flight. Not many people realise that there is in fact a third, do nothing and hope it goes away; freeze. When anyone is faced with uncertainty they chose one of these, mine is by default the latter. It has helped and hindered me during my short-lived life. This is a story of a young lady who through independence and injustice found herself and became afraid of the skin she was in, this is my story.
By Kimai Furness5 years ago in Families









