Maybe it’s the stress from this time of year. Or maybe it’s the fact that I like Twitter so much more than Facebook. Heck, maybe it’s because my doctor told me I’m perimenopausal (I had to look that up...and I’d just like to say that there’s no way I’m old enough to have to deal with THAT yet). But it seems to me that lately my Facebook newsfeed has gotten out of hand. It’s always been a bit of a narcissistic outlet for the crazy but recently the “friends” in my newsfeed have stepped up the crazy. What was once a sure-fire way for me to see a few cute pics of my cousin’s kids or get a nice ego boost after seeing that a particularly nasty girl from high school is a grandmother before the age of 40 (ha!) has turned into torture. It’s so bad that I find myself cringing every time I log on. What will so-and-so complain about today? What liberal/conservative article will so-and-so post and then rant about? I wonder what so-and-so’s passive-aggressive post will be about today? The constant drivel is totally ruining my Facebook fun, which is probably why I’ve been stuck at Level 256 on Candy Crush for over a month. In order to salvage what little fun may be left for me on Facebook, I’ve started “unfollowing” people. I haven’t unfriended them, just taken them out of my newsfeed. It’s made my daily log-ins much more pleasurable, but I’ve unfollowed so many people, I’m down to mostly ads and “People You May Know” suggestions.
by: Kim Cunningham
Maybe it’s the stress from this time of year. Or maybe it’s the fact that I like Twitter so much more than Facebook. Heck, maybe it’s because my doctor told me I’m perimenopausal (I had to look that up...and I’d just like to say that there’s no way I’m old enough to have to deal with THAT yet). But it seems to me that lately my Facebook newsfeed has gotten out of hand. It’s always been a bit of a narcissistic outlet for the crazy but recently the “friends” in my newsfeed have stepped up the crazy. What was once a sure-fire way for me to see a few cute pics of my cousin’s kids or get a nice ego boost after seeing that a particularly nasty girl from high school is a grandmother before the age of 40 (ha!) has turned into torture. It’s so bad that I find myself cringing every time I log on. What will so-and-so complain about today? What liberal/conservative article will so-and-so post and then rant about? I wonder what so-and-so’s passive-aggressive post will be about today? The constant drivel is totally ruining my Facebook fun, which is probably why I’ve been stuck at Level 256 on Candy Crush for over a month. In order to salvage what little fun may be left for me on Facebook, I’ve started “unfollowing” people. I haven’t unfriended them, just taken them out of my newsfeed. It’s made my daily log-ins much more pleasurable, but I’ve unfollowed so many people, I’m down to mostly ads and “People You May Know” suggestions.
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Article by: Kelly Acs
RAWR… Dealing with the in-laws and their sharp teeth. We’ve all been there...the awkward exchanges at Thanksgiving, or when your spouse so conveniently disappears to take a 20-minute “bathroom break” and leaves you with the in-laws to fend for yourself. If you’re an introvert, like me, the first few months are painfully uncomfortable, unless you find yourself blessed with genuine people who know what it’s like to be in your situation as the newcomer. The polite sentiments continue for a while. Warmhearted exchanges are the new norm, and you actually may start to think your adoptive family isn’t so bad. UNTIL…you have a baby. DING. ROUND ONE. by Jessica Linville
Original photo credit: Flickr Let me first start by saying, that I do not condone physical violence, especially not in front of our children. But, when I read the news tagline about the mother punching a shopper for telling her to quiet her kid, I LOL'd in real life. I used to be that girl who said "my kids will NEVER act like this in public" or "I can't believe their kid is still screaming, how rude"...I was the most judgmental person when it came to kids behaving badly in public and my husband agreed. Then, I became a mom and the biggest hypocrite EVER! I don't want to spoil your dreams of perfect parenting...but JUST WAIT! by Jessica Linville
original photo credit: Flickr As a first time parent, you want to do what is "best" for baby. I was so happy I was able to breastfeed, had a great supply, no latch issues. I felt like everyone was my personal little cheerleader when they asked if I was breastfeeding & answered yes proudly. I breastfed without a cover, I was that loud & proud "breast is best" girl. Everything was great in boobie land for the 8 months I breastfed my daughter. Then came the day I went back to work & just didn't have time to pump or the energy to keep up with the demands of quotas & a hungry child. I had felt so pressured that breast milk was the only option for my child that I felt like formula was poison... Part of me had such anxiety that I was doing the wrong thing & that I would be hurting her by feeding her formula & the other part of me felt like I had done my part & 8 months was good enough. 4 months of formula wouldn't kill her until she could transition to real milk, right? It was tough for me to feel like I was a good parent even though I was stopping breastfeeding. by: Brianna Caskey
Photos by: Brianna Noelle Photography It’s that magical time of year again. The leaves are changing, the weather is crisp, and there is pumpkin everything everywhere. All of this means the holidays are fast approaching and photographers like myself are busier than ever with holiday photo sessions. By Ariele O’Brien
Photo Credit: Flickr Let’s revisit Thanksgiving Day, 2013. To me, the very idea of shopping on Thanksgiving Day is sacrilegious. How can you justify shopping for more stuff on the very day you're proclaiming you're thankful for all you have in life? I believe they started opening stores on Thanksgiving Day several years ago and for the last few years, I've campaigned against shopping on the very day we're is supposed to find contentment in all our blessings. Each year prior, my social media outlets boasted raging memes against Thanksgiving Day shopping. Imagine my dismay though, when, for the previous months, I planned to purchase one item on Black Friday and learned that the ONLY day the deal was offered was ON Thanksgiving Day at six p.m.! I had to ask myself if I was willing to shop on Thanksgiving for one item. The item was to be purchased for quality of life, but it really was more about the money saved versus the principles broken and in this case there was a two hundred dollar difference. by Jessica Linville
photo credit: Flickr I love my kids, I do! But I also love my career. I worked full-time up until 38 weeks with both kids, and granted, towards the end I COULD. NOT. WAIT. to go on maternity leave. Between raging hormones, body aches and attitudes of co-workers, I probably wasn’t the most pleasant to be around. The joy of having a new baby and knowing that you just pushed out that bouncing bundle of coos, spit-up, and runny diapers is second to none. But, not all of us are meant to be stay at home moms. I have always been a go girl who made her own money and enjoyed working. After 8 weeks of maternity leave, I am more than ready to get back in the office- being productive and being the breadwinner. Dear June,
I don’t watch your show. I vaguely remember when the child pageant show came out, and you paraded your little daughter out in front of America drinking “Go-Go Juice,” and belching the ABCs. I just couldn’t lower myself to watch the train wreck that is your life. But you and I have something in common. My name is Kara, for what it’s worth, and I am your future in-law. If you had a son, I would be your future daughter-in-law. I am the mother (or in your case the father) of your future grandchildren. I am the one that has to bite their tongue when child sex abuse isn’t called child sex abuse, it is called a mistake, and when there are lies-after-lies told to hide the terrible awful truth. I am the person that has to face the reality that my children could become a statistic of your “mistakes.” Article by: Liz Snell
“Death with Dignity”, “Right to Die” - Both of these phrases made headlines last month the with story of Brittany Maynard’s anticipated and eventual death. (Insert link) A piece by another MKR writer concerning right to die, suggested that Brittany had an expiration date on her head. After reading the piece I thought, “But don’t we all?” We all have a point in which we are going to pass from this life into whatever the next one holds. We are all uncertain of when that date may be, even though we know that the day will, in fact, arrive. Article by: Brianna Nicole
Photo Credit: Brianna Nicole Photography When you hear about my recent trip you will think I am insane. In mid October I traveled to College Station, TX from San Francisco. The trip was a mere 3 full days and in those 3 days I had a total of 7 photo-shoots scheduled. 2 of which were at the preferred shooting time for photographers because of the beautiful golden light that the sun casts at 6pm in Texas. |
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