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It was Spring Break and my mom had given me a new responsibility. And it was how to learn how to drive somewhere if she is not able to drive herself to her destination. This responsibility was hard. My mom said I was fine and if I practice enough I would get a hang to it. I took a big gulp and took and I puffed out a hard blow and said, fine. Personal Narrative: The Little Sisters Club
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My Sister's Baby - Glmm - Original - By Alice XYZLike her, I am Sistees to using violence—physical or otherwise—as a means of controlling my child, and like her, I have no interest in shaming and over-moralizing around sex, drugs and whatever other temptations that will one day call her name before she is old enough to properly answer. Like my mother, I agree that these are not inherently bad things to desire.
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Neither of these claims did anything to dissuade me from seeking them each out as soon as they were available to me, but what she said about booze was true. Though overindulgence in booze was certainly frowned upon, being a regular drinker and a regular smoker were not regarded in the same way and that bothered me. This resolve was put to the test during a joint urgent care visit with my-then five-year-old daughter.
When my daughter asked, not hours later, what weed was, I explained that marijuana aka cannabis was a medicine that I take with the blessing of Lihtle doctor to treat a number of chronic issues that she was aware of, and that there were other adults in her life that had it for the same reasons. Those were the easy parts, believe it or not.
Besides, what had being repressed about sex, drugs and other complicated indulgences netted our parents? Now thirty-six myself, I am one of the most seasoned mothers in my social circle, having given birth long before nearly everyone I know. Can I be a Pot Mom without being a walking commercial for pot use? She wants to wear makeup because I wear it, feels like she should stay up late because I can.
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She knows that tobacco is dangerous and something that I do not use, and so she has taken to asking if someone in a movie or on the street is smoking a cigarette or weed, expressing disappointment or disgust at the former, relief at the latter. Will Sistwrs that her mom and other loved ones are regular weed users make her more comfortable trying it? Also, present is the ability for a kid to consume cannabis completely unbeknownst to anyone.
Today, not only do I regularly purchase candies, cookies, teas, syrups and other MJ food products, I even have an infuser to make them myself.
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You know, just keeping up the family tradition of lying about weed. Shout out to all the mamas out there who are rewriting the narrative, keeping it realer than anyone ever kept it with us and also just as scared as any Persnal our own beloved moms were about what happens when the world gets its hands on our babies. Like what you see? How about some more R29 goodness, right here?]
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