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Abdogo

How to value a woman <3

woman is the most sensible creater. She looks like a dandelion flower, easy to miss her seeds, easy to miss or let us say lose control of her strength, power, attention, patience.. also her tears easy go down. but never miss her hope, beauty, love, care, kidness, awarness.. so pay attention to how you treat her, she would ignore and hold out your ugliness, poverty, weakness.. but never forget your treatment, even the smallest details (words, gift, situation, idea, sight, thought..). I can say to a woman who is my mom, sister, daughter, wife, friend and also grandma.. we as men are nothing without you, we live togather to complete each other, we need you and you need us, at least if you could not cheer her up and make her happy. Do not hurt her, do not look at her as a machine of birth or sex, do not look at yourself that you are better than her, if you have this sterile idea try to make bebes alone as one example. Look at her as wings for bird, as colors or smells for flowers, as water for fish as 0 for 1 to be 10.. know her worth and you could not stop writing books about her, would take your phone and send both : iam sorry and i love you ? to her.
THANK YOU WOMAN heart beating
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Willy3411

Man has 550 children

HOLLAND:
Jonathan Jacob Meijer, 41 a sperm donor who has fathered 550 children is being taken to court and sued over accusations his frequent donations are increasing the threat of accidental incest.
11:40 AM · Mar 28, 2023

A Dutch non-profit is suing a sperm donator, who has fathered 550 children, for increasing the risk of incest.

The Donorkind Foundation, a Dutch non-profit which reunites donor children with their birth parents, is bringing the suit against 41-year-old Jonathan Jacob Meijer, accusing him of lying about the number of children he has fathered, according to Yahoo News.

The suit asks the court to stop Meijer from donating sperm and destroy all his remaining semen samples, except for those reserved for women who have already had one of his children and want a genetic sibling, reported El Pais English. Dutch guidelines say donors should limit their contributions to a maximum of 25 children, or 12 women inseminated, according to Donorkind.

Donorkind is bringing the suit on behalf of the mother of one of Meijer’s children, identified only as Eva, who birthed the child in 2018. She said “If I had known he had already fathered more than 100 children I would never have chosen him. If I think about the consequences this could have for my child I am sick to my stomach,” Yahoo reports.

Meijer has been blacklisted from Dutch sperm banks since 2017, but still donates to multiple sperm banks worldwide including in places like Denmark and Ukraine, according to Yahoo. Yahoo also reports that Meijer, who now lives in Kenya, solicits prospective parents and sometimes uses the pseudonym ‘Rudd’ when making donations.

Meijer first came to light when Dutch gynecologists’ association NVOG alerted the public to his prolific donation rate in 2017, after it was revealed he had already fathered at least 102 children, according to MSN.



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Dreamcatcher99

My Dad Is A Liar

I still cry watching this even though I've watched it like a million times..crying crying crying


I knew my biological dad only for 1 week. Yup, that's right, 1 week. He was not there when I was growing up. Met him for the first time when I was 15. Went and stayed with him and his then girlfriend, Aunt Winnie.

My dad and I had a bad fall-out and he sent me back to my grandparents' house after staying with him for just a week. Didn't see or hear from him again after that...

9 years ago, one afternoon, my mom called to inform that my dad had died of a heart attack, 2 years prior. He was only 52. I felt nothing..empty and couldn't bring myself to cry. I couldn't even bring myself to call him dad the time when I stayed with him.

Now, watching this commercial, I feel a slight pang of envy of the special bond that this little girl and her father has...sad flower sad flower sad flower


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Oh What A Day!

I had a fun late night with my son last night, went to bed at 5am.

@10 am phone calls woke me up...3 party invitations for tonight, 2 asking what time they can come over to exchange gifts , 1 asked what time I'll go to her place for some Christmas cake and exchange gift, 1 wants me to tag along with her and her bf to some party tonight...1 wants me to go over her place and buy something for her cos she's not feeling well, 1 wants to sell me ticket for some dinner for a cause....worst of all my son wants to go shopping for his Christmas presents cos I didn't had time to buy him...was too busy!

I dragged myself out of bed and ran to buy presents for all kids that are expecting gifts from me...to make it easier and to save time , I bought blankets for everyone , pink for the girls and blue for the boys. Unfortunately, my son didn't want any blanket...grin had to go to a far toy shop just to get this stupid slug terra gun he badly wanted, we found and bought it....it's a ripped off!

I ran home and clumsily wrapped all the gifts, some boys' presents got wrapped up in pink...I didn't have time so I guess it's fine, it's just wrappings anyway.

Took a quick shower, quickly get dressed and with still wet hair ran to deliver some presents here and there....tried my best to make those children's Christmas day a happy one.

Now at home, blogging while waiting for my friends and kids who wants to come over and spend Christmas with me and my son...not going to any party tonight, no time for it. I ordered Chinese foods and some cake so I will have something to share with them when they get here. I used to cook and bake every Christmas , this Christmas is an exception.

I don't feel like opening presents at the moment...I'll get to that later...

To top it all, my bf wanted to skype cos he's having a very boring Christmas in Scotland, I had no time so viber served it's purpose while I ran here and there. Will skype him later...he understands me, always doesgrin

It's a nice day but I just want it to be over and back to normal doh

I hope you're all having a great Christmas Day there. Lovelots, Jxteddybear
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chatilliononline now!

While the right is watching Hunter...

While the right is watching Hunter, it appears they turned a bling eye to Jared. I said it a while ago, he's soon to be next in investigations. Chris Christie has said it publicly Jared and Ivanka earned millions while in the White House.
Jared popped up again in the news and the reader comments get the trophy.




Pet Girl said:
"Aren't there legalities to Jared accepting this money while representing the United States during Donald's term? Isn't this what Republicans are trying to indict Hunter for taking foreign money while his dad was VP? The difference is that Hunter was a private citizen and not employed by the government while Jared was a top adviser using his office for clout. Just like Ivanka getting 14 patents while being a top adviser."

Rommel said:
"Where is the Republican inquire into this? Why the Hypocrisy, unlike Hunter BIde, Jared was a former WH employee of the Trump Administration. Where is the outrage?"

bryon said:
"The House will get right on an investigation after they are done investigating the temp. of Hunters bath water."

your_huckle_berry said:
"So the Right wants to concentrate on Biden but nobody wants to talk about how a guy with zero political experience walks away a billionaire, don't get me started on his daughter!"
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teenameenaonline today!

This.. world is full of miseries and sorrows

i recently met
my friend after
many years.
she was very
happy to meet
me... we were
talking many
of our past life
true stories
felt very relaxed
but.. sometimes
i saw my friend had
some sadness
in the face
i was little worried
i asked her
what is that
bothering her
i would like to
know... then
the story.....

unfolded
she told me that couple of
days back she
had someone
to meet someplace
when she reached it was
bit early...

so.. she decide
to drink tea from a near a
tea shop . ...
walked towards
the shop... saw
a lady in a corner place crying loudly
she thought maybe... she
needs food... and purchased
the food from the tea shop
went and given
to that lady....

but. .. the lady
cried more now
so... she asked
her why are you
crying... do you
need some money or something.. then
the

poor lady told
her.. that she had

her daughter
14 years old
who was kidnabbed few
days back...
did you go to
police?

yes... but they
are not taking
my fir.. without.
my daughter
photograph
madam how can i give photo
we are living
in the foot path...

dont have any
place to live
we dont have
any photos... my friend. then
spoke to her
nicely in a comforting way.
given
her some money.
. told her she will try and help her out.

when i asked
is she going
help.?
she said sadly
No.....
i am having my
family to think
who kidnabbed
the girl... may be
gang of criminals... i dont want to get involved.

sigh


continued in the comment
section...
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Catfoot

Visual Creatures

I often hear that men are visual creatures. If that is true, a blind man has a definite advantage over the seeing when it comes to sex. They see with their hands, don’t they? No, I don’t envy them; I don’t want to be blind, but I admire the way in which they adapt to their circumstances.thumbs up

About 35 years ago, I had a colleague who had a blind wife. Let’s call him Jakes. One day I saw them driving and I noticed what a beautiful woman she was. I remarked about her beauty to another colleague and he laughed and said that only a blind woman could marry Jakes. Only then, I learned that she was blind. Granted, Jakes was not good-looking at all, but I think she saw something else in him.dancing

I’m not going to go into the detail of how it came about, but one day after work, the situation arose that Jakes had to drive somebody home in that person’s own car and I had to follow them in his car. His wife was with me in his car. I did not know where our destination was. The traffic was thick and we were separated from one another. I cursed under my breath but she assured me that it is no problem. She said that she knew where they were going.doh

‘Big Deal’, I thought, but what a revelation it turned out to be. She started giving directions with detailed landmarks as we went along. She frequently asked for feedback as we drove. I asked her if she remembered all this from before she became blind. She said that she was born blind. Just when I thought we were lost forever, she told me to turn right at the next street corner and I will find Jakes at the fourth house on the left. Jakes was just coming out the house as we stopped in front of the gate.shock

While Jakes drove me back to my own car, I was amazed once more. As we drove along, he patiently explained to his wife, in vivid detail, everything he saw along the way. The traffic lights, the shops, other cars, pedestrians, trees, and everything else. Sometimes she probed him for more detail like color or size. He was her eyes.wow
cats meow cats meow

Have a great day!wave
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Oh What A Night!

Waiting for the movie to start...

Had to go to work till 9pm, no time for parties .
I'm at the mall with my son..just had some Chinese foods for dinner and ice cream for afters...bought tickets for Hunger Games and lots of popcorns and sodas...now blogging while waiting for the movie to start.

It's my first Christmas Eve spent out of the house...kinda strange but my son and I are having fun.

Merry Christmas to you allangel
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ManicCC

It's My Life, (A short History)Part1

I thought I'd tell you one of those "It's a long story ", story's.

I am a the product of a very middle class family, that had skeletons in it's cupboards,( oh hell yeah, we had a whole bloody graveyard full).
I'm the youngest of 6. I had three brothers, two sisters, an uncaring mother and a violent, abusive farther. I never saw my dad hit any of the rest of my family, just me,( I may need a violin for the next bit). He'd hit me with any thing that came to hand, a stick, a shoe, a belt, And if nothing came to hand there was always the good old fist in the side of the head. The last time he hit me was with a can of beans, More, about that later.
My brothers emulated his behavior towards me, I took quite a few nasty beating off of them, up until the point I could give them back as good,(Or as bad), as I got. I was 7 when they realised they could put me down, but I wouldn't quit an being only 7 I fought like a cornered rat.(pull hair, scratch, bite, Gouge kick, up close and nasty). after that My dear brothers acted like my mother and sisters,and ignored me.


This is how it went on for 3 more years. regular poundings from my daddy, and being excluded by every other family member. To spite him I would never cry, he could hit me as hard as he wanted to, but I wouldn't give the bastard the satisfaction. This was Normal,(with a capitol N even ), family life to me.


The one time I told someone about what my dad did to me, was when I was 10 a PE teacher at school, asked me where I got the bruising .all down my back. So I told him,( my dad had taken using his belt on me).
He informed social services. I didnt know this until a few days later a social worker came came to call. Talk about happy family's.

Two weeks later....A social workers report ......
"..... The child is a liar, He makes up story's, He's careless, Clumsy, Sullen, "why I wouldn't put it passed him to have thrown himself down the stairs." (that was the family explanation for the bruises) ,We never saw or heard nothing, ect ,ect "
Was basically what the social workers report said.

My dad saw that as his cue to, (In his words,) "Teach(POW),You(Thwak) Not(Thunk), To(Bash).Drag.Outsiders(SPLAT). Into. Family . Matters.(KERPOWIE)", and he punctuated his words with the previously mentioned baked bean tin.
I dont clearly remember happened next Whether this was down to the blow on the head I had just got, or the fact I blew a fuse.
I do know I lost it big time. Red mist is the best way to describe it. The next thing I do clearly remember is my two oldest brothers struggling with me trying very hard to restrain me, and remove a cricket bat from. My Farther was sitting on the floor across the other side of the room, his noes all over his face looking totally shocked.
What I'm told happened is I headbutted him, then shoved him across the room where he fell against the wall. Then according to my brothers, I picked up the cricket bat and went for him
(Charge) and proceeded to give him 10 yrs worth of poundings. The one thing I do remember is Shouting over and over "You touch me again and your dead!" I know I meant it, and so did he. The look on his face was one of fear.
It's a shames to say, But for a long time I thought of that look on his face as my happiest childhood memory, (I dont now)

The upshot of this was When that school year ended, Having passed my 11+ with a passing mark that was in the top 5% for that year, in the City we lived in, (not bad for a worthless, brainless Idiot) I was destined to go to a grammar school, but my parents decided that I would be sent to a boarding school instead.

(Cont in part2) (if you wish to comment do it under Part 3)
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phoenixFH

A Happy New Year of the Monkey

Today is the last day of our sheep year, it's the time for families reunion tonight and together welcome the Monkey New Year to come... It's a happy time but unfortunately that my sister disconnected with us for two years. Though I still want to take this moment to say;

Grateful to our parents for they offered themselves in fostering us...

Thankful to my friends for their support and help in my difficult time ...

I wish you all and your families a happy and prosperous Money New Year !

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