Category Archives: parenting

Not Quite a Fisherwoman

The temperature was right and the water was calm. There was a crowd of people and we had found the perfect spot amongst them for our morning at the fishing derby. We were with friends which made it equally as exciting and our daughter was pumped. Worms on the line, fishing pole set, Dad in position,…

When You’re Five

Little feet pedal as fast as they can up the road ahead of me. I hold my breath, praying a car doesn’t come. Keeping the urge to run after her and carry her the rest of the way to the house to myself. We stop every few minutes to pick a flower, write in the dirt,…

The Moment I Knew I Was Fat

I stood on the scale, perfectly aware that I was being judged. This group of girls weren’t the loving, friendly, supportive kind that I would become friends with in the next year, these girls were malicious, backstabbing, and cruel. They lived to make my life hell and kept pulling me back in with promises of…

When Your Child is a Worrier

This weekend I noticed a pattern with my daughter and upcoming events or activities. She worries. She becomes obsessed with the details and asks numerous questions in order to figure out the facts prior to her arriving at the event or activity. While on our way for ice cream she was told by a friend…

You can call me Tina

On the drive home from school my daughter and I talk about her day. We talk about who she played with, if she had fun, crafts she might have done. Simple things because our drive isn’t that long. I often hear, from other parents at pick up, how much energy my daughter has, how outgoing…

If You Can Give a Mom A Moment

If you can give a mom a moment here are a list of things you can do to make that moment incredible. 1. Pack up all of the kids, everything they will need for the day, hour, minute, help them with their shoes and their coats while mom sips on her coffee, don’t yell at…

The Stealey Kid

She looked nervous and shifted uneasily as we packed our things to go. I could see her being protective over her bag and asked her several times what was wrong. Nothing, she had said, she was just checking her LeapPad and fixing the case, she reassured me that she was fine. Right. I knew that…

Penis – It’s Not a Bad Word

She coloured quietly at her easel while Brian and I talked, wisps of red and purple going across her page, shapes forming. “Pennie!” My daughter exclaimed, out of the blue. “Pardon?” What was she talking about? “You know, penis.” Well, obviously. She looked up at us and stopped colouring, “but we can’t say penis, it’s…

Evaluating Kindergarten Friendships

We sat on the couch, side by side, like we often do, her hand in my hair for comfort, while she chatted about her time at her nannies, her friends, and going back to school after the March Break. “Mom, sometimes I let Emma* butt in front of me, but I don’t mind, that means…