Advice - Issue 1 & 2

[Kristina Riddle]

Motherhood is hard….
When you are not even a mother.
^{By: Kristina Riddle, Advice columnist}

We all know that life is not served on a silver platter and that nothing goes right. Well with everything that happens I take it wilt a grain of salt. Though in my life I think I have had my fair share of salt…

Being in the Riddle family is one thing you can never live down, and never can forget. At this point in time just about everyone knows what the family name has behind it. However just because someone has the same name, does not make them bad. I am no great witch, and honestly hope not to be. Who wants all that hassle?

Not so recently my brother was married to, you guessed it my best friend. I of course loved it, and things were going great. But there is always a hiccup or a bump that no one planned on. Another Riddle enters the picture, and I am sure you know who I am talking about…no not great granddad Voldie, but Uncle Jack P Riddle. A man who did not make being a Riddle any easier to deal with.

Well turns out we all went for a ride with the change of government, but I got something else too, my nephew.

Details as to how or why are not really the quandary for this issue, what is though, is taking care of a child…when you are still a child yourself.

I think that my nephew makes it way to easy on me. To clever for his own age, and growing nearly twice as fast as others has its upsides…and its downsides. I was so afraid to hold him as a child, and now I make sure he brushes his teeth at night. I worked at Hog’s head making enough money to cover costs but it was not enough…I had to use some of my family money.

Not wanting to be an outcast but needing to be is hard, not to mention when you have your nephew with you. I don’t want him to be an outcast to his parents, so that means I cannot disappear either. So what is a girl to do? Offer advice.

I am not the smartest, nor am I the best writer but I promise you that I will give you all the information and will never judge. I don’t have the right to? After all I am a Riddle…

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[Kristina Riddle]

How do I tell you?
How much you hurt me
^{By: Kristina Riddle, Advice columnist}

I cannot hide the fact that I am expecting, and I will be having twins an just about 6 weeks. What is hard for me to discuss is that their father is locked up tight in the blood castle cell. Why? Because he never asked me if I wanted to be a mother…

I have never had a boyfriend, and was not the most popular in school, but somewhere on the line of fate my life changed. I don’t want to be the sap story about the teenager who got knocked up, or the pathetic girl who let herself get rapped outside of work. My advice is not to hold it in…talk it out.

I did not go about things at all right, like most women who go though such an ordeal we want to get him off of us any way possible, and try to ignore the reality of what happened. Ignoring it does not make it go away.

Those day after pills are pointless if he was a demon…I believe it was another one of those bumps that I have to cross, and will cross it. My children are not going to be complete human, yes but they will be my children. I will protect them and care for them. I guess that having the blood king as my uncle pays off in the end, no one will try to hurt my children…at least I hope.

So what I want to make clear is that it was not my fault for working late, not my fault that he decided to act that way, and it is not your fault either. I don’t care if you walk down main street wearing a barely there bathing suit, no one has the right to touch you without your consent…no one.

With that said, you should talk to your family, and listen to them. If you feel so bad about it go to Mungo’s they do not judge you, and will help you with what happened. Doctor Albright and Dr. Grey helped me a lot, and I hope that you never have to visit them for the same reasons.

So instead of looking at this badly, I will look at it as a blessing, I will have two children, and they will be the love of my life… Who needs a man in this modern time anyway?

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