I spent my childhood growing up in a couple of other states. I will sometimes look up my old houses on Google Earth and it's sad because those were the places we lived when my family was still together. Now my parents are divorced, remarried and my sibling is 400 miles away.

My mom just unloaded a bunch of worries on me. Again. I feel physically ill. Luckily, coming to the computer is making me feel better and more relaxed. It's not that I'm uncaring, but hello! You have other kids. Do you ever worry about them? And why am I always the dumping ground? And for the love of all holy, when are you going to let go and let them grow up? I'm trying to be understanding, and I'm doing my best, but I have an adult life here, with my own kids and my own responsibilities. My last concern is my adult siblings. I am quit confident they can take care of themselves. Major vent!

My dad says he 'gave' each of us $1000 for Chanukah (he earns about half a million dollars a year, but is retiring this year, so it was supposed to be a 'last hurrah' type thing). Well, he gave my siblings that much. But I have no record that I got it (he transfers electronically). I really NEED that money, but since it was a gift I can't say 'Dad, I didn't think I got mine'. To him, it's easy to lose track of $1000. To me, not so much. Oh well. Thought that counts, right? Easy come, easy go. But I could really use that money.

I asked DS9 to watch his little siblings for a few seconds while I answered a call from the hospital my MIL is at.I was standing right next to them.All I wanted was to listen carefully to what the nurse was saying without juggling my baby while he tries to grab the phone or having to chase the others while still trying to listen.What's the assumption from a total stranger?I'm using my oldest child to care for the youngest,while I completely neglect my obligations as a mother.Really?Ugh!!!

I always loved reading and wanted to instill a love of reading in my children. So far, my six year old loves to read and keeps a book in the van to read when we drive, reads to his younger siblings, and writes short books (4-6 pages, 2-3 sentences on each page with an illustration); my four year old is trying to learn to read and ask me to read to him ALL the time, it's the only time he'll sit still; my toddler (almost two) will bring me books all day long and cuddle with me while I read them to her. I absolutely love it. Who needs TV when you have books and an imagination?

In my large family of seven siblings and 20 grandchildren, we actually want to talk about the kids. The first few hours were together, we're genuinely eager to listen to all the accomplishments and silly stories. It's the best time. We get together about once a month or more.

My cousin (who's now about to graduate from HS) just told her parents that 1 of our other cousins inappropriately touched and kissed her when she was 5 - 7 yrs old. As more fam finds out, this situation is already becoming a huge mess within a fam already divided due to other reasons (the victim cousin & her fam now live out of state). My grandmother keeps my now 2 yr old son & the accused cousin & his siblings are always there & even help to take care of my baby at times. I'm so beside myself. My grandmother doesn't know yet & my mom wants to tell her today. God I want to vomit.

My parents informed me that I will be the legal guardian of my siblings should something happen to them. They have four children under 18 (I'm in my 20s). I love the kids and I'll do it (yes, I understand the enormity of the responsibility), but it would have been nice to be ASKED.

My parents are against the idea of marriage. They have been together on and off for 29 years, and I even have a couple of 1/2 siblings born between my 2 brothers and me. I've become more moral and conservative as I've grown up, and now my boyfriend and I will be getting married before we have a second child. Married in a church. And we intend to stay monogamous. My mom hates the idea, but says 'I guess you're just rebelling, everyone does.' All I can see is how screwed up a lot of 20somethings are because of their 40something parents, and I want better.

Sometimes I'm amazed by how little my kids argue and the fact that they never physically fight. They are all close in age; I had four kids in four and a half years, and I was afraid they would fight. I had two brothers who were 2 and 3 years older than me and we fought constantly. The boys always had bruises and scrapes from fighting each other and I always had bruises from them beating on me, until we were all teenagers. My mom had 7 siblings and said fighting was normal. I like to think it shows I'm doing a better job than my mom and even my grandma did, but I could just be lucky.