When our last pregnancy ended we told our daughter very little. She was smaller then. And my heart hurt so very much. Talking about it ached. But the thing about children is their incredible perception, depth and awareness about what goes on around them. Even when you are certain they aren’t listening… they are. Last…
Tag Archive: toddler
Mean Mom
“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…
Why It IS Okay to Share Online
Recently I have seen several posts on social media questioning parents and their ease with sharing their children’s pictures and stories. They suggest that we are too free with their lives and perhaps our children will grow up resenting us. Resenting the potty photo? What?! The whole thing is baffling me. I share my daughter’s…
Pin ItSpring has Sprung
Winter has finally packed up its long johns and touques and left us with nice weather here in Ontario. That means more parks, more running, and more outside time. That means more energy burnt. And when this little/big girl is tired I am happy. Related Posts:The Baby HouseMean MomToddlerisms
Mom Moods Giveaway
My daughter has entered the stage of, “cling.” A toddler Koala. I remember wishing for this – the “I love my mommy more than anyone in the world and never want to leave her ever,” stage. Sigh. She’s driving me crazy. I love this little version of me and wouldn’t trade the cuddles for the…
Pin ItNo 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…
The Magic of Easterchristmas
The Easter Bunny has come, and left our daughter to collect everything around our living room beyond Easter Sunday and colourful chocolates. She’s now pocketing small change and video games that have been left out. This year she had to be reminded that it was Easter and there was a bunny who brought eggs and…
Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You
When we began packing for the hospital, in anticipation if our daughters arrival, we had things like a birth plan, cord blood registration, music, a new outfit for our daughter (and me) to come home in, and people to call all organized. It was a perfectly laid plan That didn’t go at all the way…
Toddlerisms
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…
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