Our house functions like a well oiled machine. My husband and I have both taken on certain roles and responsibilities to make our schedule flow as seamlessly as possible. Things are often left out of the equation, like the evening’s dishes, but for the most part we do a pretty good job juggling parenting, home,…
Parenting
Sensitive Instinct
Some people come to me for advice. I try to keep my mouth shut unless asked, but sometimes I just can’t help it. If I have been there, done that, then I often feel the need to share what I have learned. One of my most prized pieces of advice really isn’t advice at all….
Riding in Planes with Boys
We have done the long, 1778 km trek to my in-law’s three times since Cameron has been born. The first time we drove. Straight. Through. Halifax to Saint John to Toronto. That equates to more than 21 hours of driving, not including stops for food and fuel and bodily needs. Picture us, Nursing Mom, New…
Daddy’s Boy
When I was growing up, I had a great relationship with my father. Daddy’s Girl. Every daughter with a Dad can claim this title at least once in her life. This was the reason I thought I wanted a daughter when I was pregnant. I really wanted my husband to experience this deep connection with his…
Not the Mama
Cameron has always been my little boy. There has never been any doubt about that. For a full year he was attached to me. My body fed him. My skin warmed him. My sounds soothed him. As soon as he could show a preference for anyone, he reached for me. He cried for me. He…
Prioritizing
In what I am sure is going to be an overarching theme during this entire year, our household was struck with illness once again this past weekend. I keep thinking we’ve tried every sickness that could possibly be spread at daycare, and then… …and then Cameron starts pussing from the eyes. So, on Monday (and…
Ankle Biter
I held on to my son while mixed feelings of longing and rushing swept through my body. I didn’t want to let go, but I needed to get to work. Dropping him off at daycare is just another errand in my busy day. I took his coat off, set down his bag and was just…
SmartMoms
There was a point in my life where I absolutely did not want a cell phone. After the stress of planning a wedding I was ready to be unreachable for a while. No more phone calls asking me “Has this been done yet?”, no more calls from work asking if I could come in right away,…
Saying Thanks
“All I really want are children who are respectful, who listen, obey, clean up once in a while and appreciate what I do around here!”This was often uttered in our household growing up, every time birthdays, Christmases, and Mother’s Days rolled around. “Mo-om!” we’d roll our eyes. Seriously, she expected us to improve on perfection? Sure, maybe…
Making ME Count
It has been a full week of civic duty in our household. First we elected a Conservative majority in our country. And then on Wednesday we were greeted with the 2011 census. Rather, we were greeted with a code to complete the survey online. Whatever, I’m not good at mailing things anyway. Figuring I would…
Making it Count
I have been looking forward today. I know. You don’t have to remind me that it is Monday. You don’t have to tell me that I have to wake up to a 6:30 am alarm clock (if the baby doesn’t wake me up first – which he did), rush around trying to get myself and…
