I admit my motivation is selfish. I have a village of sorts… otherwise I would have cracked with CPS threatening to take away our children, lingering in chronic pain for so long until I finally climbed on to the surgeon’s table again… and much, much, more. I suppose this is my 12 Labors as a would-be Hercules, but I am aware that others have it far, far worse.
(I don’t do Facebook anymore, so no, I won’t be on the FB page.)
“It takes a village to raise a child”
This phrase is so well known it’s almost hackneyed, and gets trotted out when parents receive support from other people, enabling them to better raise their children. Whether it’s hand-me-down clothes, useful equipment, solicited advice, a cooked meal during a frantic time, or the offer of some babysitting so that the overwhelmed mother and/or father can have some time out…there are so many vital ways a community of friends-and-relations can be involved (to a certain degree) in the raising of a child.
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