Category: Our stories
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Bikini Ban For Children Under 16 Years Of Age
A woman called Trisha Shawns has started a petition to drum up support in banning children’s bikinis, Shawns wants to reach 100 thousand people so she can take her petition to parliament.
Shawns said “I for one am sickened when I go shopping and see sexy bikinis aimed at children as young as two and shocked that irresponsible and damn right stupid parents will buy these for their young children.
These outfits leave very little to the imagination and are not at all age appropriate, it is like a paedophiles dream come true, whilst your little girl is running around the beach in next to nothing whats to stop some creepy bloke taking photos and using the images to pleasure himself once he is home.
I hate seeing little girls losing their innocence by dressing far beyond their years.
Please help me get children’s bikinis taken off of the shelves and a nationwide ban for children under 16 years of age from wearing them, this could be implemented with a fine for the parents or refusal of entry in to swimming pools etc if a child is wearing one.
Parents if you were stupid enough in the past to purchase one of these for your daughter bin it, burn it I don’t really care but please don’t put it on your child”.
Shawns didn’t receive the responses she was hoping for and was met with a lot of negativity, one mum said “who are you to tell me what I can dress my child in and any one who finds a childs clothes sexy has a screw loose” however one dad did say he found it uncomfortable when he saw children in adult themed clothing.
Whats your view? Should bikinis be banned, would you put your own child in one? Let us know in the comments
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Mum Warns Others To Be Careful With These Shoes
Kelly Barnes took to Facebook to warn other mums about Tescos Jelly shoes, the soft plastic shoes are often worn on sunny days down at the beach so are designed to be worn without socks.
Barnes said “this is the result of my poor 19 month old boys foot!! After wearing tesco jelly sandals twice… this is the metal that attached the buckle on the inside of the sandal! If anyone else has purchased these please be careful and keep an eye on your little ones feet! I thought I had finally found footwear he would keep on! Or not now! “
In the photos you can clearly see where the metal part which holds the strap in place is slightly raised and has caused it to rub on the toddlers ankle causing it to bled and cause pain.
We are unaware if Kelly Bares has contacted Tescos to inform them of the problem, this could be a one off as the shoe could be faulty however if they are all the same many other children may experience blistering and or bleeding, if this does occur we advise that you contact Tesco and let them know.
Do you own a pair of these Jelly shoes? Have you had an issue with them or has your child been absolutely fine, we would like to hear your experiences with Tesco Jelly shoes.
To share your own story, want to raise awareness of any topic or would like us to look into something or wish to advertise on Mums advice Facebook page and or our website please send us an emai to mumsadviceltd@outlook.com
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Misconceptions About PTA Mums (Parent Teacher Association)
Misconceptions about PTA mums! (Parent teacher association)
Why do people have the opinion that PTA mums are “stuck up” or “a clique”?
What’s your opinion on PTA mums?
I’ve been on my children’s schools PTA for 3 years now and I love it!
Not only are we raising money for the school, putting smiles on kids faces with events (much to parents dismay of spending money) and getting to know the parents, we also have a laugh!
We have people from all back grounds, friendships have been formed that perhaps wouldn’t have been in normal every day life, we go out for drinks, have lunch with the kids in the holidays, and would welcome any one to join us.
We have a lawyer, a teacher from another school who is a parent, a school cook, a stay at home Mum, a bar manager, a child minder, and a bin man! A huge diversity of people.
Take a look at your School PTA before you judge them.. pop and speak to them, see what kind of people are on the PTA, you will be shocked!
An awful lot of work has to go into PTAs.
Safeguarding, risk assessments of events, first aid training, planning events, fundraising prizes etc, finding people to help, organising dates and liasing with School, printing or designing posters, setting up events, clearing up events… the list is endless!
Would you be willing to pop to your next PTA meeting?
Would you be willing to help?
Have you ever thought about what the money raised goes towards?
Resources, Xmas crackers for kids at Xmas lunch, subsidising coach travel for trips so it’s cheaper for parents, musical instruments, out-door play equipment etc etc!
Are you on your association? If so why? What do you enjoy?
If not why not? What puts you off?
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Is The Benefit Cap Taking Away Parents Rights To Children?
Since its introduction in 2016 the benefits cap for families containing more than two children has bought already poverty-stricken parents to their knees. Many parents have chosen to not have anymore children while others continue having children and complaining about the lack of income but is this their right? Is the benefits cap removing their right to choose how many children they have?
Many politicians are calling for the cap to be scrapped but where is the money coming from for large families who will claim large amounts of money for 4, 5, 6 or even more children while neither both parents work?
Or is the cap forcing lazy parents to find work and pay taxes in an already cash strapped state?
Surely it’s a better idea to keep benefits low and make parents go out to work if that want a large family rather than pay people to breed.
Over 200,000 children have been affected due to the benefit cap with more than half the families losing more than £50 pw while 13% have lost a staggering £150 pw. Every family has a different story but surely the answer is to force parents into work, even for low pay rather than the government pay full benefits for parents choosing to stay at home. As of february 1st 2018 45,0000 families have moved off benefits and into employment thus allowing parents to support their families as well as having the right to expand without the struggle of a benefits cap.
Since the cap the debts of families affected have skyrocketed as parents can’t afford to get by many becoming desperate just to survive taking loans out for the basics food, clothing, bills unable to pay back what they have borrowed. So what’s the answer stop parents right to having as many children as they like or force them into work to provide for any they want?
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Was My Baby Stolen Help Me Find Out
Help me find out if my baby was stolen at birth in Spain
I was told my first baby had died shortly after her birth in 1992 when I lived in Spain. I can’t describe the pain I felt and until February 2012 I lived thinking my daughter had died. But a Spanish friend came to visit in the UK and told me about a scandal that had broken in Spain where up to 300,000 babies had been stolen in Spain and sold for adoption across the world between the 1950’s to the late 1990’s.
It hit me that my daughter could have been one of those stolen babies and I have been battling for an effective investigation ever since. My case has been through the Spanish justice system, to no avail.
That’s why I’m calling on the UK Home Secretary to push my case further. Both me and my daughter are British – it is their job to support us as they have with other families who’ve had loved ones missing.
When my daughter’s remains were exhumed to bring them back to the UK, the skeleton I saw appeared to be that of a much older infant.
One way that could help is providing £5000 that is needed to have a DNA test on the ashes that I believed were my daughter’s. This could help me take forward the case for a fuller investigation.
I received a letter from Theresa May when she was Home Secretary, in which she told me she was sorry to read about my sad story, but could not help. I know that more can be done – if they knew the pain of not knowing what happened to your lost child, I’m sure they would take action.
My hopes are to find the truth. And I hope my story will help others that may have been affected by this too.
Please sign this petition to secure a true investigation to find out what happened to my baby.
Thank you for your support,
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Please help me to raise the money needed here: https://www.justgiving.com/crowdfunding/ruth-appleby-1
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Today It Happened He Asked To Try For Another Baby
Today it happened.
My fiancée brought up getting pregnant again. I knew it would happen.
He said “I want to see if we can have a normal pregnancy you know. Have a baby come home two days later and you actually get to breastfeed.”
I told him I never want to be pregnant again and if we really want another child we can adopt, I cannot be pregnant again, I mean biologically I can but Mentally I cannot do it.
I really would like to get pregnant and have an easy pregnancy but I’m too scared to. I delivered my twins at beautiful twins at 25 weeks and 4 days, my baby girl passed away, and Max my baby boy spent 140 days in the NICU before he could come home, every day I sat by him, praying he would survive and was so happy he was still with me but at the same time mourning the loss of my little girl and organising her burial all whilst my son held on to his life and was fighting for every breath . I CANNOT DO IT AGAIN.
My partner has suggested I have therapy and thinks that I might have PTSD, how can I be pregnant again, what if it happens again I don’t think I have the strength to fight my emotions again, to see my baby struggle, to loss another baby, yes i may go on to have a “normal” pregnancy and birth but I do not want to take that risk I AM NOT STRONG ENOUGH!!!
How do I make my partner understand that I am weak but at the same time I am just happy to be a mum to one, or am I ill, should I get over my traumatic time and bite the bullet and try for another child?
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No One Believes I Was Raped And I Don’t Know What To Do
I’ve been dealing with the aftermath of my rape for 2 months. It has been excruciating.
I’ve been a dancer for a little over a year. I work in upscale clubs where I only provide lap dances and bottle service. At my home club (where I began dancing) I was friends with everyone because I’m not a ‘messy dancer’. (I don’t do drugs, I don’t drink, I don’t sleep with my coworkers, and I don’t fight with other girls.) when I would go to work I would give a hug to everyone. I would smile at everyone. I would loan other girls anything they need and they would all greet me happily. It was a good place to work.
A new door guy (security and someone who brings people to the club) started working there. I was just as friendly with him as any other employee. I said hello, I gave him hugs, and we chatted on slow days or when there was nothing for me to do. A couple of weeks into our friendship he was telling me how he was going to have to wait 3 hours after close for the city bus, so I offered to give him a lift. I was having a bad night, had just gone through a breakup, and for some reason I couldn’t stop crying that night. When he got in my car he rubbed my shoulder and it didn’t seem weird.
When we got to his house I had offered to share my food with him and we sat in the driveway eating and talking. When I think back on this I remember how suddenly the topic changed to going inside. He told me his parents wouldn’t appreciate someone they didn’t know conspicuously sitting in their driveway. I had already been sharing my food so I went inside with him and after a while chatting he started making me uncomfortable.
Before I could do anything or make a move to leave he was over me, pulling my skirt up and forcing himself on me. He brutally orally raped me and I was paralyzed to do anything. He was about 3 times my size and I couldn’t imagine how I could get away. I cried and choked and he told me to shut up “about it” repeatedly. When he was done he ushered me out and didn’t look me in my face. Afterwards he texted me saying I should come over again. I ignored every text and never said a word. I didn’t go back to work.
Eventually I thought of the other girls around him daily and I made a call every ounce of me didn’t want to make. I called my boss and told him what happened. My boss and I had forged a friendship I thought, and I thought he would protect and care for me. Instead he said “what” and never said a word to me again. They put the man who raped me on company probation while they “investigated” what I had told them. They took his statement.
Eventually he was let go because of the accusations. I couldn’t bring myself to work at the club I was at anymore. It made me sick to my stomach to be treated so coldly. No one asked me anything, no one spoke to me about it. Everyone I had been so friendly to wouldn’t speak to me. Soon the entire company knew about it. I started working at an affiliated club so that I could continue paying my bills and he started coming into the club I moved to. Every time I saw him I would feel panicked and leave work after having them kick him out. He hasn’t been barred completely and has come back 3 times. My heart is broken by how no one is supporting me or cares what I’ve gone through. No one believes me because I can’t provide proof it happened.
I’ve never felt so alone in my life and I’ve never felt so disgusting and humiliated. I have no support group and I can’t bring myself to talk about it in person. Every part of me hurts.
I don’t know what to do.
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Mirena IUD Ruined My Woman Parts
I didn’t know I was pregnant I just so happened took a pregnancy test yesterday due to me cramping and bleeding for the past 4 days and something was just telling me to buy one and make sure well I did and sure enough it came out positive.
I went back to Leconte hospital around 7:30 last night and they did my blood work and then got called back to a room to do an ultra sound the Dr told me he couldn’t even see the Mirena IUD on the ultra sound period or any kind of sign of pregnancy in the uterus.
I went back to my room and waited for my ultra sounds to come back from the lab my Dr then walked in 30 minutes later saying he was admitting me into the hospital and was planning on having surgery this morning due to having a ectopic/tubal pregnancy, then about 10 minutes later he came back in felt around on my stomach said they were taking me back to do emergency surgery TONIGHT because he said the baby had punctured my right uterus fallopian tube from where the baby was developing and if I had waited any longer it would have killed me and the baby.
So all this, to loosing my baby and almost losing my OWN life and having a major surgery to save me is all from the Mirena IUD which if you don’t know exactly what it is it’s a little T-Shape birth control that is SUPPOSED to be 99.9% affective to prevent pregnancy has ruined my women parts and has caused my ovaries life damages.
This is a warning to you ladies DO NOT GET THIS BIRTH CONTROL!!! But On the bright side im just blessed Leconte Drs caught this when they did and I also want to thank all the nurses/doctors who were in charge of me for being awesome and patient with me the way y’all were. Thank you and God Bless to you all.
Full Credit: Jessica Nicole
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I Saw You But You Didn’t See Me-Biker
I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But you didn’t see me put £10 into the Poppy tin last week.
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the pavement.
But you didn’t see me playing Santa at the local village hall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But you didn’t see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the disaster relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But you didn’t see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn ‘t see me when I used my only time off work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.
But you didn’t see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Cancer Research.
I saw you roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But you didn’t see me and my brothers and sisters donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.
But you didn’t see me cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But you didn’t see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But you didn’t see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.
But you didn’t see me pat my child’s hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But you didn’t see me squeeze my wife’s leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you race down the road in the rain.
But you didn’t see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But you didn’t see me trying to turn right.
I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But you didn’t see me leave the road.
I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But you didn’t see me. I wasn’t there.
I saw you go home to your family.
But you didn’t see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I WAS JUST A BIKER. A person with friends and a family. But you didn’t see me.
Re-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community