Personal Narrative: The Mom's Story

Since I was a kid, I had a ton of responsibilities, cleaning up after myself, doing chores, managing to not fight with my brother, although we fought all day everyday, but you know, it happens. One thing that I didn't know wasn't normal was parenting your parent. I go to school do all my class work and during recess and lunch I listened to all the other kids talk about going to the park after school and eating dinner together with their parents. When I got home from school, I had to do my homework and then take care of my mother. Bring her things she needed such as food, water, help her with many other simple everyday activities. Of course I wasn't the only one who was her “little helper” as she put it, my dad helped her and my older brother by two years,

For the first parent interview, I interviewed my friend Randy. The interview took place in the living room of my house. His daughter was present but was playing with my sister at the time of the interview. Randy is the father of a toddler girl who is three years old but will turn four soon. Randy was born in 1992, he is not married but is cohabiting with the mother of the child and his parents’ home. In addition, Randy works for a medical supplies company and has only completed high school. Moreover, when he had his first child and only child, he was 21 years old.

What does it mean to be a parent? Being a parent means putting the well-being of your family and baby's safety first at all times, and making sure that no one will harm them. In addition, it means to love unconditionally and helping your kids grow to become respectful members of society. They will also be someone who will make the best possible choices in life and are willing to come to you whenever they need help because they look up to you as their strength and guidance. But, the one thing I don’t understand is why so many parents are killing their babies at the first stage of life, just because they are not ready to become parents. Because I believe if a couple is not ready or is willing to put a baby’s life above their own, they should

Alexus Casidy is out of her teenage years and now twenty, with a whole life ahead. The name Alexus may be a common but, the story of how it was picked, was not. Her father named her after a nurse at a Psychiatric Hospital, that he said was pretty. Not only did he name her after a nurse but, he chose the spelling of the car, Alexus. She grew up with her two younger siblings in Beloit WI, and I am yet to wonder if her sibling’s names have a comical story behind theirs as well. My peer went to high school at Beloit Memorial, graduating in 2015. Where she was an active cheerleading and softball player, also where she met her boyfriend, of three years, Ryan. Most don’t see that she is a mother, student, girlfriend, and employee; holding many different roles in all statuses. Alexus studies at UW Rock County and is undecided with fulfilling her dreams for becoming a children’s nurse or a teacher. Also, is hard-working employee at the factory Prent Corporation in Janesville, WI as an Inspector Packer. Where the money pays for the house her and her boyfriend own, with their one year old, Brooks.

I thought she would never leave me, and especially under these circumstances. We lived in a house in Rogersville Missouri and there was a hole in the floor in the kitchen entering the back deck and pool I did not have a room because they said I did not deserve one. we had a living room with ugly green carpet and the walls looked like fake wood , then tammy and buddy (buddy was the person who did those things to me he is my 2nd adoptive moms, 2nd boyfriend, she only liked him cause he was wealthy I know by the sounds of the house it does not sound like it but they were doing a renovation , we had a boat two jet skis and we had a ford king ranch and a convertible Lexus) had a bedroom with an huge bed and a bathroom with paw prints on the

When I was thirteen years old, I gave myself a shot. I was never good with medical things as a child, like never wanting to take medicine and absolutely hating needles. Many children, and even adults, hate needles but they just have to suck it up and deal with it. That was what I did for most of my life, until I had a very bad ingrown toenail. My mother made an appointment with a podiatrist and off we went. I had no idea what to expect, and figured they could just remove it with not too much difficulty. However, the doctor informed me that removing it would be extremely painful and that my foot had to be numbed before he could do the procedure. Naturally, I freaked out, especially when he pulled out the needle. In my mind, the needle was a

The day I almost died was the day my child came into this world. She came bursting into this world four weeks earlier than expected and it all started a week earlier. A simple checkup that resulted into an ultrasound, labor, and finally the moment I almost died.

My mom, Alicel, was ten when she first moved to the United States. She is the youngest of nine siblings, most of which already lived in America. Alicel always visited her older siblings a couple times a year with a visa, which gave her six months to stay in the u.s legally. By the time she was 15 she was fluent in English and already familiar with American customs. She had been visiting America for 11 years before moving there permanently at the age of 21.

I began my life conditioned to understand the meaning of various psychological disorders. My mom, whom is a therapist, turned herself over the AA recovery program when she was 22 years old – and naturally expressed her knowledge with me. My familiarity with conditions and their dysfunctions led to a catastrophic personal exhalation and the unmanageability of my life. A number of traumatic experiences toppled with insecurity and arrogance made me weak in this challenging world.

There are many subcultures that I consider myself a member of. Everything from Hip Hop culture, to regional, sports, and theater culture. However, there is one area that consists of countless members all over the world who share common phobias, beliefs, behaviors, and attitudes. That subculture is the world of parenting. When I became a parent my views on many things changed. Things like; television programming, to finances and time management. Someone speeding in my neighborhood did not have the same effect on me as it does now that I am a parent. Moreover, the mindset of a parent is one that is rarely understood by non-parents. For instance, when my son was born I felt a sense of overwhelming fear and an undying need to provide protection

It been a week since Callie has had her first nightmare and Brandon has told his moms about Callie's old foster dad. Stef and Lena hearts broke thinking about what Callie has been through in her such short life. They just wanted to hold her and hope all the pain would go away, but they both knew that wasn't possible. So they talked to her, but she wouldn't say much and the nightmares have been daily since. the moms were at lost what to do.

It was a good story, but that night I was scared shitless that he might die and his collapse made me think how my parents might feel if I died.

Growing up living with my mother, she was always my number one supporter. While having me at a young age, she had to grow up fast and take on the responsibility of having a child. She went to Dorsey College instead of going to a University, which was her dream. My father has been in and out my life since the day I was born. He never and still hasn't owned up to his responsibility of having a child. To me, that was fine; my mother was the only person I needed in life to get me through every day. My mother was there for me when I took my first steps, said my first word, and even when my teacher realized I needed more help in school than others. It only took a long time for me when it came to doing English work. Being young, it was easy to get

I grew up in Edmond, Oklahoma, which has such an amazing community, where there are so many people who have helped me learn and grow, especially my family. I have always been empowered to do my best, and this has helped me accomplish the highest standards I can.

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.