Personal Narrative: Mother

for the past three years, my uncle began to fight for custody and then the mom did not allow the child any visiting. There are many reasons why he chose to fight for his daughter and they were personal, but definitely reasonable. At first the daughter still agreed to come back for the summer and always enjoyed her time. She would see her sibling, and enjoy camping. She never wanted to go back to her mom and always cried when she had to leave. Recently, the mom began brainwashing their daughter. The mom is extremely unhealthy and has chosen to do many inappropriate things which my uncle has proof of. The mom always tells the little girl to be nasty towards her father when they talk on the phone. She verbally spouts off words that an eleven year-old should not even know, while my uncle can hear the mother in the background telling hear what to say.

have such great laughter. She always stayed on me about school and made sure I maintained my

Then, I couldn't find her she took my son to the orphanage and left him there. Jerry looked at me and said “ I'm sorry “. I went all the way to

she likes cats so I bought her a shirt with tuxedo cats on it but she didn’t come home for Christmas, slept in a Chicago rehab & I wanted cats to fix things because holding hands doesn’t but because of that night with snow on the windshield, I learned to be scared. even of humans without axes. I learned to be scared in libraries, or small town streets or weddings & graveyards.

I was twelve years old when I started delivering newspapers. Her house became my pit stop. I couldn’t resist her hot chocolate with whipped cream and fresh baked chocolate chip cookies. We spent time socializing and sharing personal things about ourselves. The times I spent with her were filled with good memories.

As I lay awake in the hospital bed I can hear them speaking. I can hear them and I can sense them but I can not see them. My body will not move although I try with all my might. Ever since the accident I haven't been able to open my eyes or move my limbs. The doctors don’t realize that I can hear them, that I know exactly what's going on. Every time they come in the room I listen to their banter. One of them is a man and the other is a woman. THe door always squeaks open and they rush in, immediately wondering what hey should do to me next or where they should move me. Today was no exception as they scurried in fast and began their discussion as usual.

It is 2 am, only halfway through my shift, and I might not be able to keep my eyes open much longer: it's as if someone has hung lead weights on each of my eyelids. That is when my work mom shows up and saves the day with a big cup of steaming coffee. For the past six years I have worked the night shift at a nearby hospital as a telemetry technician. Working on the same unit, laboring through the same twelve-hour night shift, and toiling through the same tasks over and over can oftentimes be a grind. While some nights are slow and seem like they never end, other nights feel as tense as a guitar string. Things can get hectic. Whether its dealing with an irate family member or even trying to save a patient's life; sometimes work can feel like

Her mom and dad never loved her. She has never even left the house. Her parents didnt even bother gaving her a name. Al she had was this like a tape recorder that she found under her moms bed. She loved that thing. One day she found a newspaper of a little girl that was getting hurt by her parents like she was. It said that one day she finally called the police ,and showed them all of the evidence she had. She got to get a new family. Right there at that moment the little girl knew what to do.

I remember a time, when I felt like the world was against me and the only thing keeping me sane was my mom. She has been their for me during all the ups and downs of my problems. I have felt elevation when she helped me get through the loss of my uncle.  For example, she would let me cry on her shoulder and asked if I needed anything. There would be days when I came home from school crying, from my teacher yelling at me and sending me to the principal office. She would comfort and tell me that everyday is a new day and the teacher was just doing her job. When I was little, I was always afraid to go over to my grandparents house and sleep over. She gave me the strength to face my fear and now I'm not afraid anymore. She has always pushed me

I met a lady from here who could pass as someone that I know twin that I want to have sex with, but haven't. She is only a couple years younger and has the same body as her along with the same hair color and eyes. We talked for a while and I told her that she could be the lady I want to have sex with twin, she smiled really big, told me how hot she thought it would be if she role played the lady I want to fuck that could be her twin. We fucked off and on for 4 or 5 hours that night I cam hard a few times and her bed was soaking wet from her squirting so much because we both got in to her role playing the lady I want to fuck! This was Sun 12/7/15 the lady I want to fuck. I'll be seeing Wed. 12/9/15. Needless to say my dick will be rock hard

For instance they used to take all her friends, we were all boys to baseball

and it was about five minutes away from the beach. Now the water felt like 55 degrees so i didn't go into far the chilly water felt like snow and ice that would never end didn't go in far and it was also a yellow flag. So i only went in not to far we decided to build sand castles so i grab some water so me and my mom can start

When I became a mother for the first time I was given a lot of different advice. Some good, some bad, some I didn’t even understand. Among the list I didn’t understand was one piece of advice that took me a while to understand. Enjoy your child while they’re little because once they hit the teenage years everything changes. It took me awhile to understand what exactly people meant until I looked back sixteen years to when I was thirteen. Everything about me changed from my attitude to my style. I remember struggling trying to find my identity and who I was and who I wanted to become. One of my biggest struggles was my appearance and trying to fit in with my generation. During this time my mother would constantly saying “So what are you going

February 2012, my mom is going to have a baby. I was excited because I wanted a little brother to teach things too. I was the last child, but my sister was only one year older than me so I played with her. She did not like doing the same things as me, I didn't really play with her anymore I would play by myself. February 9th 2012, my brother was born, when he was born he was a premature my mom said he would be born in March like me, I wanted to be the only on one of my mom's children to be born in March. But because he's a premature he was born earlier than expected. When he came home for the first the day I was so excited. But my mom would not let me touch him and I couldn't take care of him cuz I was young. When I was younger my mom used

One of the most precious, exciting moment in a woman’s life is giving birth to a healthy baby. Throughout the pregnancy, women have different needs that include loving support, comfort, and facts about what is to be expected. This is essentially a labor doula’s job, to offer emotional maintenance and information to not just the mother, but to the family as well if needed. For many, being a doula is a second job taken up by women who have in interest the best outcomes for birth (Hartocollis). For this reason, the majority of them in the field have a passion for their work, but still one must research for the right match in personality and price. Often times the price can be negotiable as well, especially if it is the doula’s just getting into the position. They do not speak for the mother or give bias views to influence a decision, they are simply around to make a safe, pleasant birth (Perez). To push their views upon a woman is forbidden in the practice and they must make sure that she is as aware as possible. A doula should definitely be considered by an expecting mother, numerous studies have shown how doulas can be extremely beneficial to the family and the infant; they are the perfect additional hand.