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  • One Of The Saddest Chapters In History

    One of the saddest chapters in history.

    George stinney Jr, the youngest person to be sentenced to death in the United States

    He was 14 years old when he was executed in an electric chair. During his trial he always carried a Bible in his hands claiming his innocence. He was accused of killing two white girls, 11 year old Betty and Mary of 7 whose bodies were found near the house the boy and his parents lived. At that time, all members of the jury were whites. The trial lasted 2 hours only and the sentence was dictated 10 minutes later.

    The boy’s parents were not allowed in the court room, and subsequently expelled from that city after the trial.

    Before the execution George spent 81 days in prison without being able to see his parents, he was held in solitary 80 miles from his city, he was held alone without anybody to talk to. He was electrocuted with 5380 VOLTS IN HIS HEAD.

    70 years later, in 2014, his innocence was finally proven by a judge in South Carolina. )

    MAY HIS INNOCENT SOUL REST IN Peace

     

  • Parents Step It Up This Is Not Okay

    This is a snap from a week or more ago from a birthday party my son Marshall was invited to.

    I’m sharing this in part because after I posted it, another mom messaged me saying that because of my last rant about birthday parties, they are specifically going out of their way to attend every invite they get.

    Guys, I walked into this party twenty minutes late. The room was dressed to the nines with Minecraft decorations including homemade cupcakes shaped like a Minecraft sword and even favor bags made so the kids would have something to open while the birthday boy opened his presents.

    I walked into a room full of adults, all family members. The only other two children were his little sisters.

    I want you to think about that for a second. Think about this child literally having not one single friend or even non-sibling CHILD show up to his party.

    It’s devastating. And you say, “Well, they had a good time it seems! Maybe they won’t notice!”

    Nope. They notice. And this time the birthday boy purposefully came to the adults for the answer to, “Why didn’t any of my friends show up?” TWICE. Not once. But twice.

    There were a dozen untouched favor bags sitting out and maybe 5 or so cupcakes eaten (myself included). Luckily he had a lot of presents from family, so at least there was a big “to do” when present opening came around.

    Anyway, I just wanted everyone to know that yes, birthday parties are a pain in the ass. Sometimes you have to sit there the whole time while making small talk with other parents while the kids play, but come on, is it really that bad?

    And if so? Drop your dang kid off for an hour. Hell, I guarantee that if you showed up, dropped off your kid SANS present, guess who would still be happy? Birthday boy.

    Step it up, guys. This isn’t cool. #okaydonewiththesoapbox

     

    Credit https://m.facebook.com/mirandamarrs

     

  • When I Am Sad, I Don’t Want To Reach Out

    When I Am Sad, I Don’t Want To Reach Out.

    I want to retreat.

    I want to hide.

    If I could disappear completely, until the feelings pass, I would.

    And if you ask me if I am okay I will say fine, every time.

    You see, I don’t want your help, because I don’t feel like anyone can help me.

    I don’t feel like I deserve the help.

    When I am sad, I don’t want to ‘reach out’.

    But if you reach in, if you really reach in.

    Ask me twice, 3 times, how do you really feel, are you really ok.

    Maybe I will answer honestly one day.

    And if you show up at my door and sit with me, without judgement.

    Maybe I will awake to a brighter day.

    Maybe I will look for the help.

    When I am sad I don’t want to reach out.

    Maybe you will be the one to reach in.

    Please don’t give up on me

    #depressionkills

  • Sad Times, I’ve Filled In My Childs School Application

    Sad times! I’ve finally filled out my littlest one’s school application.

    I left it as long as possible as I was totally putting it off. For lots of reasons, I am going to miss having the babe with me every day, I am going to miss the snuggles at a moments notice, I am worried that as my final baby goes to school I am on the path to old age and eventual death and decay.

    My mind is running out of control, what will I do with myself, what if this is what finally sends me over edge just wondering around lost all day (in between my work obviously). It’s making me feel very sad even though I know it’s so stupid to think this way. Haven’t I said to so many people so many times parenting is the longest game you’ll ever play. Usually adding with a grimace, ‘and it never ends and you don’t ever WIN’

    You do WIN most days though, even if it’s just for a second. You snatch all those winning moments and block out the bad ones (eventually!) 😂😂 and how we laugh about it!! 😱😂😂😂

     

    I am very ponderous today and a bit stroppy too, but please forgive me whilst I move through this and try to hold myself x

    Being a mum means lettng go, I know people say that kids grow up so fast but I am not ready for it to fly by in the blink of an eye.

    Treasure the little moments, read another story, snuggle under the blankets, before you know it they will be starting school, then secondary school, college, maybe university and moving out and starting their own families

     

  • Winnie The Pooh On Depression-Perfect Read

    It occurred to Pooh 🐻 and Piglet 🐷 that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats 🎩 and coats 🧥 and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood🌲 to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.

    “Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.

    “Hello Pooh. 🐻 Hello Piglet 🐷” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice

    “We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”

    Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All.

    Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”

    Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.

    Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”

    “We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.” 💜💚

    “Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.

    Because Pooh and Piglet were There.

    No more; no less.

    A.A.Milne

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  • The Sad Reality Of A Child With Food Allergies

    The sad reality of allergies/ intolerance’s. Behind all the smiling photos, fun days out and snuggles under the duvet watching their favourite film are the real feeling of fear, pain & illness.

    To often we post the proud pictures of our children with big smiles & it’s all to easy to forget how they really feel.

    That big smiley picture I posted on social media this morning of my fun-loving chap soon wore away as the day went on, being replaced slowly by stomach cramps, abdo pain & diarrhoea. The tears came & again the feeling of “why me”all because he put his hand near on his mouth after traveling on a train.

    My son is allergic to nuts, wheat, glucose and lactose intolerant, we have to be very very careful of what he eats and how it is prepared, even a bread crumb can cause pain and discomfort.

    The slightest wrong food can cause an  awful night of toilet runs & overall a feeling of sadness and yes even children can feel depression. So the next time you see a child that can’t have something don’t just think ” oh they should be used to it by now” because they may put on a smile but inside they do cry, they do sometimes need a hug & they do feel hurt at their difference to everyone else.

    Birthday parties are awful for my son to attend, we have to  take a packed lunch which my son is fine with, but seeing all his friends eating cake, pizza and all these bright coloured exciting food makes him sad, we have to ensure he never puts his hand near his mouth as like ive said the slightest crumb causes havoc with his health.

    It really is a sad reality that a 5-year-old child is fearful of everything in case he becomes ill, the last thing he needs is hearing people say “surely he will grow out of it” or “maybe try a little bit at a time and increasing his intake” allergies can not only be deadly but also soul-destroying and depressing

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  • Let’s Talk About This Photo For A Second

    Let’s talk about this photo for a second.. Brace yourselves, this is going to be a long one.

    So.. Everyone gets super excited to post photos of positive pregnancy tests. It’s so exciting and everyone is so happy for you! But think about it, what happens when you’re on the opposite side of that? You think “maybe this is actually a possibility this time?” But you don’t want to get your hopes up so you talk yourself out of it, “No.. the odds are against us.

    It’s just another false alarm.” But then you wake up one morning and say screw it, you’re going to find out what’s happening. So you take a test. And lo and behold, just like the hundreds before this one, it tells you that you’re not pregnant. What now? You go on about your day like nothing happened. Your body is just rebelling against you again.

    There is no need to tell anyone or do anything because nothing has changed. Every once in a while there are the ones when you have accidentally convinced yourself that it’s really happening and you take a test and boom, one line. Those are the ones that hurt the most.

    You’ve done everything you’re supposed to do. You thought that this really honestly could truly be it. And you wind up sitting in the bathroom floor crying praying that your husband can’t hear you. Wondering what you did so wrong that you can’t have the one chance to have what you want so desperately, what your body is SUPPOSED TO be able to do. When you try to confide in someone else how you’re feeling, they give the same remarks as everyone else, “It’ll happen in your time” and “Give it to God, and He will bless you” and “God has a plan” and my personal favorite, “Have you thought about adoption??”

    Sometimes people just need to talk, they don’t want answers or advice or even people trying to level with them. They just need to let out how they are feeling in that particular moment. Sometimes they need to be a little selfish, self-preserving. Sometimes they just don’t want to hear the BS cliché auto-responses from other people. They just want someone to hug them and say that they understand where you’re coming from and it sucks and it’s hard then leave it at that.

    Holidays are a special kind of hell for people like me. They get with family and friends that they don’t see on a regular basis and then all of the questions start. All of the “when are yall going to have a baby?” “Did you know that so-and-so is pregnant?? Aren’t you so happy for them?” You have to figure out how to be a good sport about the whole thing. You have to find ways to joke about it, or even just let it go in general.

    You can’t bite of everyone’s head when they ask you about something, but then again, why can’t people just not ask about such personal stuff? Especially if you never see them? How is it any of their business? Letting go is the hardest part. Everyone has good days and bad days. You can’t expect them all to be good. There are things that are silent triggers that just happen, most of the time, without warning. And you just have to deal with it. It’s not fun. It’s not exciting. This is the other side of pregnancy. This is infertility. This is PCOS.

     

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