The Penis Chronicles is a weekly platform for sharing childcare stories, advice & etcetera. Raising children is an adventure! And please, I know the title says “penis chronicles”, but stories about raising girls are very much welcome. Please post and share your link and/or your comments in the comments section below.
The Penis Chronicles presents “Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother” The bright florescent lighting in the main bath barely casts any light into the aged and worn shower stall. The dimness is intensified by the faded grey tile displaying calcium build-ups like a medal of honour. The water just won’t reach the… Continue reading Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
She hops around in the shaggy lawn. The dew in the grass is cold on the delicate pads of her paws. She is startled by a sudden bodily impulse and she squats without warning to pee. He big brown eyes look up in shock. The cold is too much though and once again she is… Continue reading Willow
She flicks down the switch to start the water boiling in the electric kettle and her thoughts sink into the past. The lid is absently discarded from the jar leaving the air to leach the freshness from the coffee grinds while simultaneously wafting a dark roast scent. Dolly’s mind is adrift amidst the smell as… Continue reading Threads of Memory
Do you ever stand and stare up into the skies, awed, curious, or mystified?? Do you ever wonder about fate and what the universe holds in store for you? It was a sight that she would never stop being awed by. It was also a sight that would conjure up memories of earth and everything… Continue reading In the Sky
The Penis Chronicles presents “How you help me through.” It can be interesting the places that you learn things. It had been a particularly rough day and I was aware that my youngest son hadn’t had a great day either. When I walked in he was the first thing I saw. He was sitting at… Continue reading How you help me through
I have seen the darkness of the other side of the abyss and felt those cold clinging tentacles that wrap and twine until breath can no longer reach you. The more you fight the tighter they grip. The blackness becomes encompassing, blinding, and so absolute that you can’t see that the appendages that bind… Continue reading Journey to Acceptance