Kristi Rieger Campbell's passion is writing and drawing stupid-looking pictures for her blog, Finding Ninee. It began with a memoir about her special-needs son Tucker, abandoned when she read that a publisher would rather shave a cat than read another memoir. Kristi writes for a variety of parenting websites including Huffington Post Parents, has been published in several popular anthologies, received 2014 BlogHer's Voice of the Year People's Choice Award, and was a proud cast member of the DC Listen to Your Mother show. Find her on Twitter, Facebook, and Pinterest.
Child Love As a child, love is rocking to sleep after hearing your favorite story one-more-time. You don’t realize it at the time, but love is breakfast of arranged smiley-faced foods that aren’t icky, or touching one another. It’s staying up late to watch fireflies when they’re most abundant. It’s a warm body next to […]
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Most weeks, I don’t do enough to feel empowered. I’m working, momming, putting away dishes or toys or whatever, and *poof,* it’s Sunday night, and I wonder where the week went. Last week though, empowerment came often. To celebrate my favorite human turning double digits, we drove to the top of the world. And I’ll […]
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The image of the father and daughter who drowned trying to enter the United States is constantly in my thoughts. I’m heartbroken, angry, and disheartened. Their bodies lie unusually still; her tiny arm wrapped around his neck. Valeria. That’s her name. Her father’s name is Oscar; the same name my best friend gave her son. […]
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Two weeks from now, we’ll celebrate the Fourth of July in the US. We’ll ooh and ahh our Independence Day, fireworks, and, in our family, the huge milestone of a first double-digit birthday. It’s hard to believe Tucker’s turning 10 years old this summer, and while all the Fourths of July are my favorite, 10 […]
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You’re both heading toward the apple isle, landing at the same bin of Honey Crisps. “Sorry,” you say, folding your shoulders inwards, looking down. Making yourself smaller for the man. You wait for him to choose his apples first, as if choosing first is his birthright. You look around the store, waiting for him to […]
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Finding Ninee began because I’d intended to write a memoir – um, until I read an editor would rather shave a cat than read another memoir. Instead, I started a blog. At first, I didn’t want anybody to read what I wrote. Certainly not most people I knew in real life. With each new post, […]
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