#mothering — Public Fediverse posts

"If we stop idealising the maternal role or trivialising the assaults committed by women, it seems that incestuous mothers who abuse their young children actually represent a significant proportion of incest perpetrators. Monique Tardif and Bernadette Lamoureux mention various considerations that would protect our individual and collective conception of the maternal function. They mention both the resistance to recognising sexual manifestations emanating from women and their aggressive behaviours. Caregiving and nurturing affect the discernment capacity of both victims and their loved ones who face subtle or masked abusive behaviours."

p. 73 of "Le berceau des dominations", par Dorothée Dussy

#parenting #incest #adultDomination #adultism #mothers #mothering #publicHealth #domesticViolence #beliefs #incestCulture

"If we stop idealising the maternal role or trivialising the assaults committed by women, it seems that incestuous mothers who abuse their young children actually represent a significant proportion of incest perpetrators. Monique Tardif and Bernadette Lamoureux mention various considerations that would protect our individual and collective conception of the maternal function. They mention both the resistance to recognising sexual manifestations emanating from women and their aggressive behaviours. Caregiving and nurturing affect the discernment capacity of both victims and their loved ones who face subtle or masked abusive behaviours."

p. 73 of "Le berceau des dominations", par Dorothée Dussy

#parenting #incest #adultDomination #adultism #mothers #mothering #publicHealth #domesticViolence #beliefs #incestCulture

"If we stop idealising the maternal role or trivialising the assaults committed by women, it seems that incestuous mothers who abuse their young children actually represent a significant proportion of incest perpetrators. Monique Tardif and Bernadette Lamoureux mention various considerations that would protect our individual and collective conception of the maternal function. They mention both the resistance to recognising sexual manifestations emanating from women and their aggressive behaviours. Caregiving and nurturing affect the discernment capacity of both victims and their loved ones who face subtle or masked abusive behaviours."

p. 73 of "Le berceau des dominations", par Dorothée Dussy

#parenting #incest #adultDomination #adultism #mothers #mothering #publicHealth #domesticViolence #beliefs #incestCulture

"If we stop idealising the maternal role or trivialising the assaults committed by women, it seems that incestuous mothers who abuse their young children actually represent a significant proportion of incest perpetrators. Monique Tardif and Bernadette Lamoureux mention various considerations that would protect our individual and collective conception of the maternal function. They mention both the resistance to recognising sexual manifestations emanating from women and their aggressive behaviours. Caregiving and nurturing affect the discernment capacity of both victims and their loved ones who face subtle or masked abusive behaviours."

p. 73 of "Le berceau des dominations", par Dorothée Dussy

#parenting #incest #adultDomination #adultism #mothers #mothering #publicHealth #domesticViolence #beliefs #incestCulture

An Open Letter to My Mom | On Rest and Finding My Song

Dear Mama,

I know you are concerned about me. Whenever we talk lately, you mention my busyness and remind me to get rest. I have been listening and trying to heed your counsel. I am finding my way back to rest, not the superficial kind though. Not the simple pause between one workday and the next. Deeper rest. The kind that reaches all the way down into the soul and settles there. The kind where I set everything down. Not only the nine-to-five but the everyday scurrying and hurrying and the soul-wearying mental and emotional clutter that silences the song in my throat.

Perhaps, without realizing it, that’s what you have been reminding me—to not neglect my song.

And there’s something else I’m hearing when you urge me to rest. My rest helps you rest. 

You have spent nearly your entire life working in one way or another. It began when you were just four years old, when you were left alone to watch your infant sister while your mother—my grandmother—ran an errand. You received that instruction and you followed it dutifully. I have watched you live that life my whole life: always operating between the lines, never straying, always obedient to what is right and what is good. You have worked hard and tirelessly. To the exhaustion of your mind, your body, and your soul.

When you tell me to rest, it’s because you know exactly what a life looks like without it. Because you knew that life. And because you had two beautiful daughters—mothers also—taken before they could know a life of true rest, before they could set the load down, before they could find their song. Your deepest concern comes from that place of motherly love and protection but also from grief. 

Your worry is valid. I have not rested well lately. Not exactly because of work, but because my mind and soul have been laboring, trying to manage the multiplicity of complicated and tangled things that have made me too exhausted to rest and live in my song.

I have watched you my entire life. Read your prayers scribbled on paper, notes written in the margins of scripture. And from those pages, I have learned how to walk when the demands of life are heavy. I have learned how to shift the weight, and when to lay it down entirely. 

I have also learned new things: the ache of silent endurance of pain has taught me that silence isn’t always best.

So, I am stilllearning how to speak aloud the things that need to be named if only to undo their hold on me. I’ve seen enough to know the things we leave unspoken are the things that keep us fettered.

A couple of years ago, you sent a birthday card too late that arrived right on time. I will keep your words to myself [they belong between us], but you reminded me of my purpose and my gifts. I return to that card often, to make sure I do not stay sidetracked too long. 

When I look at my own son, I see a bit of me that I inherited from you—the gift of being unbothered by what does not matter and holding close what does. I am grateful for that.

[By the way, forgive me for the sins of my foolish youth, when I did not value you enough. I am still not sure how you managed to raise such a brat. 😂]

Thank you for pointing me back toward rest and song. I am listening now.

Happy Mother’s Day!

An Open Letter to My Mom | On Rest and Finding My Song

Dear Mama,

I know you are concerned about me. Whenever we talk lately, you mention my busyness and remind me to get rest. I have been listening and trying to heed your counsel. I am finding my way back to rest, not the superficial kind though. Not the simple pause between one workday and the next. Deeper rest. The kind that reaches all the way down into the soul and settles there. The kind where I set everything down. Not only the nine-to-five but the everyday scurrying and hurrying and the soul-wearying mental and emotional clutter that silences the song in my throat.

Perhaps, without realizing it, that’s what you have been reminding me—to not neglect my song.

And there’s something else I’m hearing when you urge me to rest. My rest helps you rest. 

You have spent nearly your entire life working in one way or another. It began when you were just four years old, when you were left alone to watch your infant sister while your mother—my grandmother—ran an errand. You received that instruction and you followed it dutifully. I have watched you live that life my whole life: always operating between the lines, never straying, always obedient to what is right and what is good. You have worked hard and tirelessly. To the exhaustion of your mind, your body, and your soul.

When you tell me to rest, it’s because you know exactly what a life looks like without it. Because you knew that life. And because you had two beautiful daughters—mothers also—taken before they could know a life of true rest, before they could set the load down, before they could find their song. Your deepest concern comes from that place of motherly love and protection but also from grief. 

Your worry is valid. I have not rested well lately. Not exactly because of work, but because my mind and soul have been laboring, trying to manage the multiplicity of complicated and tangled things that have made me too exhausted to rest and live in my song.

I have watched you my entire life. Read your prayers scribbled on paper, notes written in the margins of scripture. And from those pages, I have learned how to walk when the demands of life are heavy. I have learned how to shift the weight, and when to lay it down entirely. 

I have also learned new things: the ache of silent endurance of pain has taught me that silence isn’t always best.

So, I am stilllearning how to speak aloud the things that need to be named if only to undo their hold on me. I’ve seen enough to know the things we leave unspoken are the things that keep us fettered.

A couple of years ago, you sent a birthday card too late that arrived right on time. I will keep your words to myself [they belong between us], but you reminded me of my purpose and my gifts. I return to that card often, to make sure I do not stay sidetracked too long. 

When I look at my own son, I see a bit of me that I inherited from you—the gift of being unbothered by what does not matter and holding close what does. I am grateful for that.

[By the way, forgive me for the sins of my foolish youth, when I did not value you enough. I am still not sure how you managed to raise such a brat. 😂]

Thank you for pointing me back toward rest and song. I am listening now.

Happy Mother’s Day!

An Open Letter to My Mom | On Rest and Finding My Song

Dear Mama,

I know you are concerned about me. Whenever we talk lately, you mention my busyness and remind me to get rest. I have been listening and trying to heed your counsel. I am finding my way back to rest, not the superficial kind though. Not the simple pause between one workday and the next. Deeper rest. The kind that reaches all the way down into the soul and settles there. The kind where I set everything down. Not only the nine-to-five but the everyday scurrying and hurrying and the soul-wearying mental and emotional clutter that silences the song in my throat.

Perhaps, without realizing it, that’s what you have been reminding me—to not neglect my song.

And there’s something else I’m hearing when you urge me to rest. My rest helps you rest. 

You have spent nearly your entire life working in one way or another. It began when you were just four years old, when you were left alone to watch your infant sister while your mother—my grandmother—ran an errand. You received that instruction and you followed it dutifully. I have watched you live that life my whole life: always operating between the lines, never straying, always obedient to what is right and what is good. You have worked hard and tirelessly. To the exhaustion of your mind, your body, and your soul.

When you tell me to rest, it’s because you know exactly what a life looks like without it. Because you knew that life. And because you had two beautiful daughters—mothers also—taken before they could know a life of true rest, before they could set the load down, before they could find their song. Your deepest concern comes from that place of motherly love and protection but also from grief. 

Your worry is valid. I have not rested well lately. Not exactly because of work, but because my mind and soul have been laboring, trying to manage the multiplicity of complicated and tangled things that have made me too exhausted to rest and live in my song.

I have watched you my entire life. Read your prayers scribbled on paper, notes written in the margins of scripture. And from those pages, I have learned how to walk when the demands of life are heavy. I have learned how to shift the weight, and when to lay it down entirely. 

I have also learned new things: the ache of silent endurance of pain has taught me that silence isn’t always best.

So, I am stilllearning how to speak aloud the things that need to be named if only to undo their hold on me. I’ve seen enough to know the things we leave unspoken are the things that keep us fettered.

A couple of years ago, you sent a birthday card too late that arrived right on time. I will keep your words to myself [they belong between us], but you reminded me of my purpose and my gifts. I return to that card often, to make sure I do not stay sidetracked too long. 

When I look at my own son, I see a bit of me that I inherited from you—the gift of being unbothered by what does not matter and holding close what does. I am grateful for that.

[By the way, forgive me for the sins of my foolish youth, when I did not value you enough. I am still not sure how you managed to raise such a brat. 😂]

Thank you for pointing me back toward rest and song. I am listening now.

Happy Mother’s Day!

An Open Letter to My Mom | On Rest and Finding My Song

Dear Mama,

I know you are concerned about me. Whenever we talk lately, you mention my busyness and remind me to get rest. I have been listening and trying to heed your counsel. I am finding my way back to rest, not the superficial kind though. Not the simple pause between one workday and the next. Deeper rest. The kind that reaches all the way down into the soul and settles there. The kind where I set everything down. Not only the nine-to-five but the everyday scurrying and hurrying and the soul-wearying mental and emotional clutter that silences the song in my throat.

Perhaps, without realizing it, that’s what you have been reminding me—to not neglect my song.

And there’s something else I’m hearing when you urge me to rest. My rest helps you rest. 

You have spent nearly your entire life working in one way or another. It began when you were just four years old, when you were left alone to watch your infant sister while your mother—my grandmother—ran an errand. You received that instruction and you followed it dutifully. I have watched you live that life my whole life: always operating between the lines, never straying, always obedient to what is right and what is good. You have worked hard and tirelessly. To the exhaustion of your mind, your body, and your soul.

When you tell me to rest, it’s because you know exactly what a life looks like without it. Because you knew that life. And because you had two beautiful daughters—mothers also—taken before they could know a life of true rest, before they could set the load down, before they could find their song. Your deepest concern comes from that place of motherly love and protection but also from grief. 

Your worry is valid. I have not rested well lately. Not exactly because of work, but because my mind and soul have been laboring, trying to manage the multiplicity of complicated and tangled things that have made me too exhausted to rest and live in my song.

I have watched you my entire life. Read your prayers scribbled on paper, notes written in the margins of scripture. And from those pages, I have learned how to walk when the demands of life are heavy. I have learned how to shift the weight, and when to lay it down entirely. 

I have also learned new things: the ache of silent endurance of pain has taught me that silence isn’t always best.

So, I am stilllearning how to speak aloud the things that need to be named if only to undo their hold on me. I’ve seen enough to know the things we leave unspoken are the things that keep us fettered.

A couple of years ago, you sent a birthday card too late that arrived right on time. I will keep your words to myself [they belong between us], but you reminded me of my purpose and my gifts. I return to that card often, to make sure I do not stay sidetracked too long. 

When I look at my own son, I see a bit of me that I inherited from you—the gift of being unbothered by what does not matter and holding close what does. I am grateful for that.

[By the way, forgive me for the sins of my foolish youth, when I did not value you enough. I am still not sure how you managed to raise such a brat. 😂]

Thank you for pointing me back toward rest and song. I am listening now.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Opinion - #Mothering in #Minnesota during and
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/health.html#1

#Free Streams, #TV Channels & Schedule for UCI #WorldTour
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/infotech.html#100

#Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#UAE

Explosion at #US Embassy in #Norway - Officials Investigating
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/politics.html#32

#Video evidence matches fingernails to suspect in alleged
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/us-capitals.html#Columbus

#Lebanon says nearly 400 killed, over 1,110 injured
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#Pakistan

Opinion - #Mothering in #Minnesota during and
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/health.html#1

#Free Streams, #TV Channels & Schedule for UCI #WorldTour
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/infotech.html#100

#Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#UAE

Explosion at #US Embassy in #Norway - Officials Investigating
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/politics.html#32

#Video evidence matches fingernails to suspect in alleged
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/us-capitals.html#Columbus

#Lebanon says nearly 400 killed, over 1,110 injured
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#Pakistan

Opinion - #Mothering in #Minnesota during and
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/health.html#1

#Free Streams, #TV Channels & Schedule for UCI #WorldTour
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/infotech.html#100

#Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#UAE

Explosion at #US Embassy in #Norway - Officials Investigating
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/politics.html#32

#Video evidence matches fingernails to suspect in alleged
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/us-capitals.html#Columbus

#Lebanon says nearly 400 killed, over 1,110 injured
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#Pakistan

Opinion - #Mothering in #Minnesota during and
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/health.html#1

#Free Streams, #TV Channels & Schedule for UCI #WorldTour
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/infotech.html#100

#Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#UAE

Explosion at #US Embassy in #Norway - Officials Investigating
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/politics.html#32

#Video evidence matches fingernails to suspect in alleged
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/us-capitals.html#Columbus

#Lebanon says nearly 400 killed, over 1,110 injured
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/etc.html#Pakistan

Today was a nice afternoon in the garden. Getting rid of mosquito habitats and replanting a pepper plant away from whatever is devouring it.

Many green things.

#garden #mothering #SilentSunday

Today was a nice afternoon in the garden. Getting rid of mosquito habitats and replanting a pepper plant away from whatever is devouring it.

Many green things.

#garden #mothering #SilentSunday

Today was a nice afternoon in the garden. Getting rid of mosquito habitats and replanting a pepper plant away from whatever is devouring it.

Many green things.

#garden #mothering #SilentSunday

Today was a nice afternoon in the garden. Getting rid of mosquito habitats and replanting a pepper plant away from whatever is devouring it.

Many green things.

#garden #mothering #SilentSunday

Feelings of failure and being unseen. What it’s like to be a stepmum

Georgia was really nervous about meeting her boyfriend’s three-year-old daughter for the first time. Her boyfriend was too.…
#NewsBeep #News #Entertainment #AU #Australia #blendedfamilies #motherhood #mothering #Parenting #stepmum #stepparent
https://www.newsbeep.com/au/272550/

(dis)robe: Maternity Wear -- artist Emily van Lidth de Jeude

https://makertube.net/w/ah6xbEJmLAL45oExZqr1b9

(dis)robe: Maternity Wear -- artist Emily van Lidth de Jeude

https://makertube.net/w/ah6xbEJmLAL45oExZqr1b9

(dis)robe: Maternity Wear -- artist Emily van Lidth de Jeude

https://makertube.net/w/ah6xbEJmLAL45oExZqr1b9

as soon as these cats are fed i am #gardening 🪏 🪴 #mothering 🌱 🌵 #planting

as soon as these cats are fed i am #gardening 🪏 🪴 #mothering 🌱 🌵 #planting

as soon as these cats are fed i am #gardening 🪏 🪴 #mothering 🌱 🌵 #planting

as soon as these cats are fed i am #gardening 🪏 🪴 #mothering 🌱 🌵 #planting

Uah! Hab grade mal #mastodon nach #Mutter durchforstet und das erste was mir vorgeschlagen wird ist ein P*rno 🤯

Wird scheinbar dringend Zeit, dass wir hier auch Themen wie #Mutterschaft mehr verhandeln.
Hier mein Beitrag: Habe gerade einen alten #Comic von mir wiedergefunden.

#Leseempfehlung: #AntjeSchrupp 'Abschied von der guten Mutter'

PS: sorry für die Schriftart. Würd ich heute nicht mehr nehmen. 🙄

#fedieltern #fediparents #mothering #motherhood

Uah! Hab grade mal #mastodon nach #Mutter durchforstet und das erste was mir vorgeschlagen wird ist ein P*rno 🤯

Wird scheinbar dringend Zeit, dass wir hier auch Themen wie #Mutterschaft mehr verhandeln.
Hier mein Beitrag: Habe gerade einen alten #Comic von mir wiedergefunden.

#Leseempfehlung: #AntjeSchrupp 'Abschied von der guten Mutter'

PS: sorry für die Schriftart. Würd ich heute nicht mehr nehmen. 🙄

#fedieltern #fediparents #mothering #motherhood

Doing some active Mothering today. ☺️

This spider plant is doing great!!!

#garden #mothering #SpiderPlant #craque #selfie

Doing some active Mothering today. ☺️

This spider plant is doing great!!!

#garden #mothering #SpiderPlant #craque #selfie

Doing some active Mothering today. ☺️

This spider plant is doing great!!!

#garden #mothering #SpiderPlant #craque #selfie

Doing some active Mothering today. ☺️

This spider plant is doing great!!!

#garden #mothering #SpiderPlant #craque #selfie

Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Did you enjoy “Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing” by Seri Niimi-Burch and Jennifer Black in the latest issue of CFS?

Check out this complementary piece in the Conversation: “‘So much mental load’: Mothers speak about school lunches” by Jennifer Black.

https://theconversation.com/so-much-mental-load-mothers-speak-about-school-lunches-237546

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

Did you enjoy “Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing” by Seri Niimi-Burch and Jennifer Black in the latest issue of CFS?

Check out this complementary piece in the Conversation: “‘So much mental load’: Mothers speak about school lunches” by Jennifer Black.

https://theconversation.com/so-much-mental-load-mothers-speak-about-school-lunches-237546

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

Did you enjoy “Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing” by Seri Niimi-Burch and Jennifer Black in the latest issue of CFS?

Check out this complementary piece in the Conversation: “‘So much mental load’: Mothers speak about school lunches” by Jennifer Black.

https://theconversation.com/so-much-mental-load-mothers-speak-about-school-lunches-237546

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

Did you enjoy “Balancing acts: Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing” by Seri Niimi-Burch and Jennifer Black in the latest issue of CFS?

Check out this complementary piece in the Conversation: “‘So much mental load’: Mothers speak about school lunches” by Jennifer Black.

https://theconversation.com/so-much-mental-load-mothers-speak-about-school-lunches-237546

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

Balancing acts:
Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts:
Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts:
Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

Balancing acts:
Unpacking mothers’ experiences and meanings of school lunch packing

Seri Niimi-Burch
Jennifer Black

#SchoolLunch #LunchPacking #Foodwork #Carework #Mothering #ParentalPerceptions

#JustPublished #FoodStudies #NewIssue

#Read all you want! #OpenAccess
#Share generously! #KnowledgeSharing
#Grow your understanding of #Food
#Repeat

https://canadianfoodstudies.uwaterloo.ca/index.php/cfs/article/view/651

#Beyoncé’s #Renaissance #WorldTour kicks off with giant #progress #PrideFlag: ‘New level of #mothering

#Women #Transgender #LGBTQ #Allies #Entertainment #Music #Representation #Culture
https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/05/10/beyonces-renaissance-world-tour-set-progress-pride-flag/

#Beyoncé’s #Renaissance #WorldTour kicks off with giant #progress #PrideFlag: ‘New level of #mothering

#Women #Transgender #LGBTQ #Allies #Entertainment #Music #Representation #Culture
https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/05/10/beyonces-renaissance-world-tour-set-progress-pride-flag/

#Beyoncé’s #Renaissance #WorldTour kicks off with giant #progress #PrideFlag: ‘New level of #mothering

#Women #Transgender #LGBTQ #Allies #Entertainment #Music #Representation #Culture
https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/05/10/beyonces-renaissance-world-tour-set-progress-pride-flag/

#Beyoncé’s #Renaissance #WorldTour kicks off with giant #progress #PrideFlag: ‘New level of #mothering

#Women #Transgender #LGBTQ #Allies #Entertainment #Music #Representation #Culture
https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/05/10/beyonces-renaissance-world-tour-set-progress-pride-flag/

Mother's Day coming soon. Mum's are true artists, they illustrate our earliest memories...
https://www.zazzle.com/z/at8s07q0

#ZazzleMade r #mothering #mothersday #mothersdaycards #art @art #design #heart #gift #mom #mum

Mother's Day coming soon. Mum's are true artists, they illustrate our earliest memories...
https://www.zazzle.com/z/at8s07q0

#ZazzleMade r #mothering #mothersday #mothersdaycards #art @art #design #heart #gift #mom #mum

Mother's Day coming soon. Mum's are true artists, they illustrate our earliest memories...
https://www.zazzle.com/z/at8s07q0

#ZazzleMade r #mothering #mothersday #mothersdaycards #art @art #design #heart #gift #mom #mum

This Ancona hen (Meko) is elderly, half blind, and lovely. She hasn't laid me an egg in years.

But through some circumstances of fate, she wound up penned with the brown hen while she was broody, and after they hatched, Meko decided all the babies belonged to her as well.

Despite not helping hatch the eggs, she is being an excellent co-mother, calling chicks for food, keeping them warm at night, and herding them along with her. It's very delightful.

#chickens #chicks #mothering

My friend found out I don't feel well so she sent me a #recipe for a #healing tea, once again proving that the universe provides #mothering, just not always from who you'd expect.

#mexico
#love

Cinnamon, tangerine peel, ginger, guava and a pinch of oregano. 💕

My friend found out I don't feel well so she sent me a #recipe for a #healing tea, once again proving that the universe provides #mothering, just not always from who you'd expect.

#mexico
#love

Cinnamon, tangerine peel, ginger, guava and a pinch of oregano. 💕

My friend found out I don't feel well so she sent me a #recipe for a #healing tea, once again proving that the universe provides #mothering, just not always from who you'd expect.

#mexico
#love

Cinnamon, tangerine peel, ginger, guava and a pinch of oregano. 💕

My friend found out I don't feel well so she sent me a #recipe for a #healing tea, once again proving that the universe provides #mothering, just not always from who you'd expect.

#mexico
#love

Cinnamon, tangerine peel, ginger, guava and a pinch of oregano. 💕

Friends interested in #books #literature #feminism #art #writing #mothering, may I suggest you follow @phillips at the earliest opportunity? Check out her website and her books too!

Friends interested in #books #literature #feminism #art #writing #mothering, may I suggest you follow @phillips at the earliest opportunity? Check out her website and her books too!

an #introduction with hashtags… words about me and/or what I value or enjoy or believe in no particular order... #Writing #Creativity #Silliness #FatLiberation #Recovery #Spirituality #SomaticAbolition #BlackLivesMatter #LandBack #EveryChildMatters #Parenting #Gardening #Walking #Painting #ChronicPain #Quaker #Cooking #Autoimmune #NoTerfs #MiddleAge #Aging #TransformativeJustice #Mothering #Birds #Woods #DefundThePolice #ClimateJustice #CovidIsNotOver #Maine

an #introduction with hashtags… words about me and/or what I value or enjoy or believe in no particular order... #Writing #Creativity #Silliness #FatLiberation #Recovery #Spirituality #SomaticAbolition #BlackLivesMatter #LandBack #EveryChildMatters #Parenting #Gardening #Walking #Painting #ChronicPain #Quaker #Cooking #Autoimmune #NoTerfs #MiddleAge #Aging #TransformativeJustice #Mothering #Birds #Woods #DefundThePolice #ClimateJustice #CovidIsNotOver #Maine

an #introduction with hashtags… words about me and/or what I value or enjoy or believe in no particular order... #Writing #Creativity #Silliness #FatLiberation #Recovery #Spirituality #SomaticAbolition #BlackLivesMatter #LandBack #EveryChildMatters #Parenting #Gardening #Walking #Painting #ChronicPain #Quaker #Cooking #Autoimmune #NoTerfs #MiddleAge #Aging #TransformativeJustice #Mothering #Birds #Woods #DefundThePolice #ClimateJustice #CovidIsNotOver #Maine

an #introduction with hashtags… words about me and/or what I value or enjoy or believe in no particular order... #Writing #Creativity #Silliness #FatLiberation #Recovery #Spirituality #SomaticAbolition #BlackLivesMatter #LandBack #EveryChildMatters #Parenting #Gardening #Walking #Painting #ChronicPain #Quaker #Cooking #Autoimmune #NoTerfs #MiddleAge #Aging #TransformativeJustice #Mothering #Birds #Woods #DefundThePolice #ClimateJustice #CovidIsNotOver #Maine