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periodically80s · 6 months
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2othcentury · 5 months
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Milton Bradley Memory Games ad, 1987
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futurebird · 10 months
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The Provost's Secretary
(In which I help a single working mother.)
When I arrived at the provost's office I didn't know what manner of criticism I was to receive. Even in my nervous state I couldn't help but notice a peculiar rustling commotion under the long dress of her secretary, a near-sighted gray wolf spider who seemed just as flustered as I was. I craned for a better look, and saw a little spiderling peek from the ample hems of her skirts. This, it seemed, was too much for the secretary. She gave up all pretense of checking me in.
"Please oh please don't tell the provost I brought my children here!" begged the secretary. Of course I assured her I wouldn't say a word. But, after my meeting with the Provost I did something that may have betrayed the confidence of the nervous mother. The Provost followed me from her office, still giving instructions and criticisms of my work, and this was when I spotted a spiderling snuggled on the provost's gaster! Something in my demeanor betrayed my mirth at the situation.
The provost whirled around fixing her large and perpetually angry black eyes on her own bottom. Seeing the spiderling, she flew into a rage. Mandibles waggling at her secretary! She backed the poor spider into a corner. Then she shouted:
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"If you bring them again you might as well look for another job!" and slammed her office door. I felt horrible. This was all my fault. I would be responsible for a mother of... um... a mother of many being out of work with no way to support her young.
So, of course I offered to babysit. To my surprise the spider was happy to trust me with such an important task and this is how she came to arrive at my apartment to drop the little ones off. She had packed them all into a large basket.
"They should stay in the basket. You don't need to do anything. Just don't leave them alone." Confident that I was helping, I bid their fussing furry mother goodbye and sat down at my desk to work on my research. After some time, I felt something small and soft nestling into my leg.
It was one of the spiderlings of course. The basket simply didn't provide the comfort of mother. I attempted to move the little one back, but when I got close to the basket several more made their way on to my arms and chest. They looked up at me, each with 8 little black eyes. "mum?" they asked. Who was I to denny them?
Soon I was covered head to toe ... and though I tried to resume my paperwork, it could not be done. I simple stood in the middle of the room, arms out, covered in spiders. I don't know how much time passed or how I didn't become overwhelmed, but suddenly after a time they all poured off my body rushing to the door.
Thankfully, it was their mother, and it was clear I was just a substitute since they made their way back to her rump with all haste. I had a few unsettling dreams, but I also resolved to talk to the provost about her intolerant attitude to children. I suppose ants can just leave their little ones at home, they have sisters who are nurse maids!
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celebratingwomen · 1 year
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Jennifer Love Hewitt for Working Mother Magazine
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thatrandomblogsays · 4 months
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Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)
Percy, listening to this on the train
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I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.
It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.
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notbecauseofvictories · 3 months
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"I am going to get a good grade in ___________, a thing that is both normal to want and possible to achieve" drifts through my brain with positively alarming regularity.
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fastlane-freedom · 8 months
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Nurturing Your Child as a Working Mother: Practical Strategies
In today’s fast-paced world, being a working mother comes with its unique challenges and responsibilities. Balancing a career with nurturing your child requires thoughtful strategies and a deep commitment to creating a meaningful and supportive environment. This blog delves into practical ways for working mothers to effectively nurture their children, even amidst their busy schedules. By…
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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You know what I need more of? The Batkids completely fucking with the Justice League and their rogues and coming up with stories for their existence.
Like I am talking about the creation of demigods sort of stories, like Loki sort of stories.
Duke has convinced all of Gotham that he's the Bat Signal brought to life and that's why he's never seen at night and why the signal literally doesn't work during the day. He's waiting giddily for the story to spread outside of the city.
The batkids have convinced half the League that Nightwing is quite literally Batman's lovechild with Justice. Hey, Constantine had a one night stand with the manifestation of a city and they've dealt with gods before, so surely it's not that surprising? Right???
I need more of the Batkids being little shits, of Alfred the-greatest-enabler Pennyworth backing them up and Bat(the-biggest-troll)man to never confirm the stories, but he doesn't deny them either.
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probablyhuntersmom · 1 year
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The healing and lasting love of a mom
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periodically80s · 5 months
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lalocreativity · 1 year
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Negative self-talk is a common issue that affects many people. It's that inner voice that tells us we're not good enough or that we're going to fail. These negative thoughts can be very damaging to our self-esteem and mental health. But the good news is that we can interrupt negative self-talk and replace it with positive affirmations. #acreativelifebynherie
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horreurscopes · 2 years
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ELEKTRA: I am the shape you made me. Filth teaches filth.
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 5 months
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One of Jonathan Crane's last patients before he began his experiments with fear gas was a young boy, barely out of his toddler years, who'd wake up every night screaming from intense nightmares.
Jonathan could still recognize that boy over a decade later as the boy was wheeled into Arkham Asylum, strapped to a gurney. Danny Fenton shot him a tired grin. "Hey, Doc! You mind if we start holding sessions again? I got a lot more tangible fears I need to work through this time."
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nikoco11 · 7 months
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spider nico (spider bot…. sometime i call him circuit too) ((he’s like what if spiderman sucked ass))
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princessmelinoe · 5 months
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RESIDENT LOVER - Headmistress Miranda
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