Category Archives: parenting

From Bullied to Bold

When I was in grade six I was bullied. Horribly. I would burry my head under the covers and wish I didn’t have to get out of the bed and endure another day at school listening to the song my peers had made up about me. I begged to stay home and pretend that the…

Is THAT What I Sound Like?

I could hear her little girl imagination from the living room where I sat, taking five minutes to relax after cleaning what felt like the whole house. The sound of her faint whispers traveled down the hallway, her tiny voice changing as she created the characters, playing out the scene in front of her. I…

The Stick in the Mud

The other night while I was putting my daughter to bed, I started to think about how I was as a mother. About how I parented. What would my daughter say about me 16 years from now if she had a blog? I don’t know that I would like it. I’m not the fun one,…

Meet & Greet

Last week we received a letter in the mail. We were invited to a meet and greet at our daughters new school. The teachers were excited to meet the new JK’s coming in and would have lots to share with us, so would we please RSVP. Of course. I counted down the days and prepped…

But Will You Have More?

Now that we’ve made the decision not to have anymore children discussions surrounding babies, children, and pregnancy has become harder for other people than it is for me. They still want me to reproduce. Even though I can’t without the aid of medication, tracking, praying, standing on my head, jumping up and down, running in…

The Registration Saga.. It just got Better!

The school registration saga continues. I contacted the school I had initially wanted our daughter to go to, which was out of our district but close to our daycare and was informed that our daugher’s transfer forms would not be looked at until a minimum of three weeks after the first day of school. Three…

No Lion, No Bear, No Penguin will do

This weekend we took some time to go to the zoo and explore. It was sunny, hot, and I forgot to put sunscreen on myself. But the child was lathered up well.   After the 5 mile hike from the parking lot to get to the actual zoo we were ready to see some serious…

That Boy Called Me Fat

Her little blond head bopped up and down as I watched from the picnic table at the park. She had found a friend to play with and was running in circles. I chatted with a friend and kept my eye on her. It was the first warm day, the sun was shining and it was a perfect…

The Road to Registering

It had been the third time I’d been to the tiny school, it’s brick building surrounded by feilds, very different from the school my daugther would actually be going to but because we wanted her to go out of district due to daycare I would have to register her at her “home” school first. Children…