Posts Tagged ‘Parenting’

BrokenBrownBelle: “The other side of my infertility” Part 4

Apologies for the delay, but even a year later, this post seems to be RIGHT on time.
The final installment of BrokenBrownBelle’s journey to her daughter, Buttercup. (more…)

Hiding in Plain Sight

Long time no blog.

I know. *slaps own hand*  “Bad Blogger!”  But come on in, have a seat…

If you hang with me on Facebook and Twitter, then you know I haven’t really left, but that I’ve just been extremely more quiet about what is going on inside my own journey.    There’s good reason, I promise.   (more…)

Fear and Loathing

His name was Trayvon Martin.

And he could very well have been the son I’m trying for.

And that scares me. (more…)

BBE Rewind: A Fertile Kwanzaa?

Originally Published 12.27.2010 8:13 pm

 

Happy Kwanzaa! I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas!  I had a restful one, for a change, with much less stress from running around as it usually entails.  As for this week, I’m going to try and and fill it with as much activity and peace as I possibly can.  To help me with that, I am going to be celebrating Kwanzaa with a twist this year.

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The Important Part is Past the Fear

So, I was having a pretty rotten evening at work last night.  Not completely rotten, just one of those times where every parent that visited the library seemed to be one who just didn’t need to be a parent.  Yelling at their children, or just being verbally harsh.  Letting their toddlers play without supervision so they could troll Facebook.  Etc…You know, stupid crap.
I’m tired, irritable, and more than a bit ready to go home when one of our regular patrons, a young boy, comes in with his father.
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The Perks of Parenthood?

I’ve been working in education and childcare, officially and unofficially, for the past twelve years.  Aside from my personal love of books, it is what drove me to become a a youth services librarian.  My interest and love for youth engagement and academic achievement is something that is behind most every decision and viewpoint that I have.  Because of this, it is often even rougher to not be a parent. Rougher still when people make distinctions.

It is the conundrum of being Parental, but not a Parent.

In three different situations last week, I was faced with the sometimes blunt dismissal and division of the childless, child”free”, etc.  I figured I should explore them.  So here we go: (more…)

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