According
to a recent
story on ABCNews, psychologists say lying
to children about their adoption can cause depression, anxiety, or relationship
issues. Since lying to your child about anything has the ability to cause
levels of distrust, this connection seems plausible. However, the
story brings up two greater issues: When is
the right time and how is the best way to tell your child that they were
adopted?
What do you
think? Is it OK to lie to kids about their adoption? Did you wait until a certain age before
telling your child he or she was adopted? How did you decide? Did your child
ask you before you had a chance to figure it out?
- Get advice and
share your experience with other parents on the adoption message
board
- Show your little one how much
you love having him in your life with one of these
ideas
- Get more adoption resources
OMG! This is by far the worst news story I've heard this morning. Forget the collapse of the housing market and Hillary's delegate count......a 3 year old hasn't slept since birth. Kill me already. And I complain because Lily hasn't napped since she was 18 months old? I'm starting to feel guilty. God help those parents. I recommend Benadryl. Benadryl is like Cialis for parents. Millions of kids in this country think they have allergies. No way baby. Your parents just need you to sleep. (Turns out this child actually has a neurological problem, see the link above.)
Does your kid sleep? Did you have a baby that just didn't need sleep? Go ahead brag if you must. I love hearing about children who actually sleep.
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Best wishes for a laughter filled Mother's Day my dear readers. It's been another great year of blogging for iVillage. I really enjoy your company and all the feedback. Keep it comin'.
love (I mean it), your personal Funny Mom, Sherry Davey aka Mama #3
Mother's Day is fast approaching and this year, I'm begging my husband for the ultimate gift and it doesn't cost a thing: time. Time with my family. Not even time alone. I just want him to pack a picnic lunch and go to the park with our daughter and play and have fun. I say this not to be melodramatic nor because I'm trying to be one of those self sacrificing, "super moms". I say this because I've just given up on getting any really decent gifts for Mother's Day. Let's just say that over the five short years I've been a mom, I've received some of the most horrible gifts on Mother's Day. See below:
My father actually thought this was a cute idea. Because I like gardening so much why wouldn't I appreciate a garden gnome that flashes my neighbors?? The kids think it's a riot. Over the years they've written various things on the tush like: blow me; suck it; go ahead I'm easy. Delightful. Just what I want in my front garden. We live in the city garden gnomes just don't work here. Finally, over the winter break this year, somebody smashed it. Aaawww. What a shame. Not.
