It seems that Hostinger has now more than fixed the problems their file transfer program was having!
Posts Tagged ‘parenting’
I happened to get an amazing picture of Bubby!
He insisted on squishing up to me on the couch before going to bed this evening, so I took the shot.
Attempting to finalize guardianship for my oldest…
This has been like the song that has never ended since he turned eighteen last year, though I anticipated it.
I absolutely love the way this kid sleeps, for real.
I shall politely boop the snoot and walk away to let him fully appreciate his Saturday morning in peace.
Another amazing picture I got of the two boys!
I really love how his eyes look in this one, and I’ve been considering using the boys’ first names on social media sites I don’t normally use their names on because we are one parent down in my oldest son’s case.
Got my mind on my Bubby and my Bubby on my…
I just happened to get this amazing picture as we were coming home from speech therapy one morning.
In the interim I’ve done a reset shampoo on my hair and am now only washing it with sulfate-free bars, as am I co-washing (“washing with conditioner”) more frequently to see how all of this goes. My mother was a 1A who constantly deluded herself that the one single wave she could sometimes artificially force into her hair “meant that she had wavy hair”, and she took the fact that I had naturally wavy and somewhat, borderline curly hair out on me whenever she had the chance… which equated to her taking it out on me almost all the time given that my father worked in the military, then worked as a truck driver, giving her all the time in the world to do this to me. As it’s been with absolutely everything else owing to her abuse and severe neglect of me, I’ve had to learn how to care for wavy and curly hair myself, just like I’ve had to learn how to do everything else that she should have been the one teaching me how to do… but I’m sure every single reader here can guess how that went. At least I can do livestreams on Twitch about it. There’s that.