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https://www.facebook.com/motherhoodproject/posts/2603470686351948?__xts__%5B0%5D=68.ARCrn63kdcFKL0dcpbH5tBx1m1aTzCLLD44yNeEgmgq-U1kHqApfVTkncHbR6QpHbprw2jxWagJN6sNeWFrj9Dh5QF2qjLDhm2hg_VqvhNG0u8vByGDR0pbJn1JIDgiBiBwewyZS61nFyeKY7wHuXqx9Oe9Al-2BYiLJ3-tI0umZaCb7XuC3-vemL2td-XNLlJzvPShC7eRHvVDj6asRYdDcLTMrDDfXKoGHzDcfcMt6yCEYcjHOD6CNdo-AsGd4I0zve7hBJDLyuTjxYLYAyO-jLl6DCSJY0kLgKVJtd6tbsTzwEbfZm0oVm8ea_DYpX3fw87pLNgCE7YHedttxFR4DfA&__tn__=C-R
"'I've been rocking and cuddling my baby to sleep since that day he was born. I mentioned this to a nurse at my clinic recently. She said that she did the same thing with her son, and everyone warned her that she would still have a teenager sleeping in her bed. And then she told me that, a few weeks ago, her teenage son came home from school very upset. He didn't want to talk, and just went to his room and listened to his music, typed on his phone and cried. The mother gave her son space, and night time came and she went to bed. Just as she was about to turn off her side light, the door opened, and her 15 year old padded into the room. He climbed into the bed with her, laid his head on her shoulder and cried. He told her all about the girl that broke his heart, all about the friends who laughed, all about the stresses of being him. She told him about her first broken heart, about friends who'd been cruel, and told him she understands. They talked in the dark for hours, until he feel asleep in her bed. Still sad but relieved after their talk.
'So you see' she said to me, when she finished the story. 'I was so scared that I wound wind up with a teenager who would 'need me' at night, that I never stopped to consider how beautiful that would really be.'
Above story by the beautiful L.R.Knost - Little Hearts/Gentle Parenting Resources
When we stop listening to the unnecessary noise around us, we begin to tune in to who is right in front of us.
Gemma, The Motherhood Project.
Image by Angelickpicture https://www.instagram.com/angelickpicture/"
"'I've been rocking and cuddling my baby to sleep since that day he was born. I mentioned this to a nurse at my clinic recently. She said that she did the same thing with her son, and everyone warned her that she would still have a teenager sleeping in her bed. And then she told me that, a few weeks ago, her teenage son came home from school very upset. He didn't want to talk, and just went to his room and listened to his music, typed on his phone and cried. The mother gave her son space, and night time came and she went to bed. Just as she was about to turn off her side light, the door opened, and her 15 year old padded into the room. He climbed into the bed with her, laid his head on her shoulder and cried. He told her all about the girl that broke his heart, all about the friends who laughed, all about the stresses of being him. She told him about her first broken heart, about friends who'd been cruel, and told him she understands. They talked in the dark for hours, until he feel asleep in her bed. Still sad but relieved after their talk.
'So you see' she said to me, when she finished the story. 'I was so scared that I wound wind up with a teenager who would 'need me' at night, that I never stopped to consider how beautiful that would really be.'
Above story by the beautiful L.R.Knost - Little Hearts/Gentle Parenting Resources
When we stop listening to the unnecessary noise around us, we begin to tune in to who is right in front of us.
Gemma, The Motherhood Project.
Image by Angelickpicture https://www.instagram.com/angelickpicture/"
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Forwarded from 🔊 Dot Breaks • Breathing, Considering • Intuitive Public Radio • IPR •••
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Channel name was changed to «🔊 @IntuitivePublicFamily • Live Collaborative Intuitive Public Family Channel • IPR •••»
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Forwarded from 🔊🎶 @IntuitivePublicMusic • Live Collaborative Music • Intuitive Public Radio • IPR ••• (Max (Meg Morris))
Check out @JustInNotOut’s Tweet: https://twitter.com/JustInNotOut/status/1100322294839177216?s=09
Twitter
James Steak
Can someone’s daughter get me pregnant already!? I can’t!! https://t.co/gd4J5q1XSQ
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Forwarded from 🔊 Gatunia • La Casa Gata • Intuitive Public Feline • IPR ••• (e. muta.)
https://koblomaliexpresa.wordpress.com/2019/02/26/truman-dibujo-lapices-color/
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Dibujando a Truman, video del progreso. Trabajo realizado por María MoraArte para Koblomali Expresa.
Koblomali Producciones — En Facebook @KoblomaliExpresa
Colaboración con Intuitive Public Media // Humanitarian Art Residency. Muchas gracias Max (Meg Morris) por la música!
Música: “Dog House For Free”, por Meg Morris, del álbum Pain Table One :: songs relieving physical trauma by way of guts, voice, & guitar :: intuitive.pub/art/paintable
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Dibujando a Truman, video del progreso. Trabajo realizado por María MoraArte para Koblomali Expresa.
Koblomali Producciones — En Facebook @KoblomaliExpresa
Colaboración con Intuitive Public Media // Humanitarian Art Residency. Muchas gracias Max (Meg Morris) por la música!
Música: “Dog House For Free”, por Meg Morris, del álbum Pain Table One :: songs relieving physical trauma by way of guts, voice, & guitar :: intuitive.pub/art/paintable
Koblomali_EXPRESA
TRUMAN dibujo lápices color
Dibujando a Truman, video del progreso. Trabajo realizado por María MoraArte para Koblomali Expresa. Koblomali Producciones — En Facebook @KoblomaliExpresaColaboración con Intuitive Public Me…
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D’AWWWWW
🔊 @IntuitiveFamily • Live Collaborative Intuitive Public Family Channel • IPR •••
D’AWWWWW
I thought of you, I thought you would also appreciate this 🌱🌱🌱🌱
i cannot do carrot eithwr! i love the idea of carrots :-)
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bunny dreams yes!
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