“YOU’RE MEAN!” Hearing those words for the first time didn’t go like I thought it would, sweet girl. I remember playing over and over in my head the day that you would scream, or squeak, or whisper that sentence because of frustration, or anger and I would let the tears fall. I would because I…
Category Archives: Mom
“The Sick”
We’ve been battling “the sick” in our house for what seems like weeks. It’s gross, ugly, and turns patient mommy into frustrated mommy when she is woken up by insistent coughing and cries for medicine in the middle of the night. But no matter how tempted I am to run to the clinic over a…
No Half Assing This
Her face still has baby round cheeks that flush when she cries. She still plays with my hair (or yours) when she’s tired, or needs comfort, and her best friend, her soother, who she affectionately calls “ME-ME” still accompanies her to bed and in the car… or anywhere she can get away with. But as…
Celebrating Milestones: Win a Printable Party Pack from Magic Imprints
My daughter turned three on the weekend. I am overjoyed. This is a big deal for me because when I was in the throws of Postpartum every birthday; every milestone, felt like an ending. I dreaded her first steps, prayed she stay a baby longer instead of saying her first word, and cried when she…
Pin ItToddlerisms
My girl is almost three. She is a combination of silliness and sophistication that hasn’t quite found its way, making her into the perfect comedy. I have a bite mark on the inside of my cheek from holding back laughter when she presents her serious scoldings, lengthy stories, and little talks. She’s growing, and I don’t…
This Chick Right Here
I remember rocking my sweet baby after she had just barfed all over me (for the fourth time) and thinking about her toddler years; imagining long nights of slumber, days filled with fun, my sweet girl on my lap reading with me. But this chick right here? Isn’t following my toddler vision. Apparently when you’re…
Sleep: The Difference between Men & Women
Husband: Feeds child a wholesome meal of macaroni and cheese, plays Little People and puzzles, and destroys house while playing pirates. Exhausted from playing he falls asleep at 8:30 pm. Sleep comes easily. And he sleeps all night… soundly. He wakes at 6:45am, to the sounds of his loving wife gently pressing her hand to…
Pin ItLittle Girl Turned Trucker
Today my daughter boomed her first F. She didn’t just boom it… she sounded it out. FAAAUUUUCCCCKKKKAAAAAA. With her fingers tightly wrapped around a marker, arm high in the air, her little girl face looked back and forth between her fathers’ and mine. Her lips curled around the sounds the F and the K made…
Just Hold My Hand
“Do you want me to lay with you?” Even in the dark I could see her stubborn blond hair gathered in wisps around her face and her little girl body curled into a warm grey blanket snuggled tightly beside her favourite stuffed animal. “No, just hold my hand.” I reached for her hand and held…
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