When she was a toddler, she was so honest with me, almost to a fault. It was as though she was simply incapable of lying. But with her newfound confidence as a six-year-old, she has discovered that she can withhold the truth, and even lie to avoid facing the consequences that might come with the truth. I recently caught her in a lie, and as she spouted out a descriptive re-enactment of what had happened, my heart sank. She spoke with emotion, emphasized details, and even shed a few tears as she told me her story. I would have believed…
I’m a big fan of Jessica from North Shore Mama – both as a fabulous person and an awesome fellow blogger, so I was thrilled when she asked me to write a guest post for her blog! ***** After reading a recent article in the Vancouver Sun about a child plummeting down a mountainside on a hiking trip with his parents, many NorthShoreresidents may be second-guessing their desire to trek up the trails with their little ones. I’ve always loved hiking – it’s the only physical activity that I can enjoy without it feeling like gruelling exercise – so I…
“It needs more skill than I can tell To play the second fiddle well.” – C.H. Spurgeon The other day one of my friends asked me an interesting question: “When you had your second child, did you find that people seemed less interested in holding him?”While my initial reaction was to reassure her that having a second child was just as exciting to my friends and family as the birth of my first, her question made me think…did my second child play second fiddle? I remember being pregnant with my second. I was so worried about how having another baby…
I didn’t think it would happen so early on. It started with stories of a girl in her class constantly yelling in her face. Antagonizing her with hurtful words and sometimes even laughing at her when she would tell a story. Making fun of her every time she presented her show and share item, telling her that her selected item was “stupid”. When it first came up, I thought perhaps my daughter was exaggerating a little. Some children just have more aggressive personalities I thought to myself. But then the stories became a daily routine. Her friends were telling me…
FINDING OUT… I woke up with butterflies in my stomach. After 15 weeks of pregnancy, I was going to find out the gender of baby #3. I’m lucky enough to have a friend who works as a sonographer, and as with my previous two pregnancies, she had agreed to sneak me in for a peek and a gender assessment. I had decided to go alone so that we could be discreet about my unofficial visit. My friend greeted me with hugs and walked me into the room where she squeezed the warm jelly onto my slightly protruding belly, and turned…
It seems like just yesterday when I helped my little girl through her first day of Kindergarten. It was a life-changing milestone for me – it caused me to make a career change, shift my priorities, and come to terms with the fact that my first-born – the one who had made me a mama – was going to be in elementary school. Big steps for my little girl, and big steps for me too. As we approach my daughter’s last month of Kindergarten, I find myself looking back on how she has grown, changed, and blossomed into her own little being…
In a recent interview with Oprah, Drew Barrymore made the following statement in response to whether or not she will tell her daughter Olive about her past indiscretions (which include drug use, sex scandals, and a flashing incident on David Letterman): Image Source: People Magazine “I will absolutely instil in her that you cannot be ashamed of the journey that it took to get where you are if you are proud of yourself. But I will also try to instil in her that I did not have guidance and that is why I lived my life that way. And although I am proud of…
You hold your beautiful gold Coach clutch in your hand, and stroak the soft leather surface. It represents dressy outings with girlfriends – you tossing your head back as it dangles off your wrist, complimenting the glass of wine you hold in your opposite hand. Now imagine you take a moment to unzip this fabulous little bag. The bag that has always held your lip gloss, money, ticket stubs, and credit cards. The bag that has always promised epic outings, nights of grown up fun, and stories that you tell a million times afterwards. You unzip the wristlet, and inside you discover…a diaper…
I recently wrote about how blogging has changed my life – how I was led to a crossroads in my life, and how I made the decision to travel down a new path – all because of the connections I had made through writing a blog. Well I thought I’d write a follow up, to let you know about how my first week has been in my new role. My first week as a WAHM (work at home mom). I’ll start with a comparison between my old routine and my new one. THEN: OFFICE-DWELLING MAMA As an office-dwelling mama, my morning began at…
I had started my blog as a way to foster my passion for writing and photography. I didn’t have plans to monetize it, or to generate an extensive number of followers. It was simply about having a creative outlet – somewhere to share my thoughts and stories on my journey through life as a career mama of two. In just over a year, my blog has led me to a network of new friends who share similar interests, recognition as one of the Top 30 Vancouver Mom Bloggers, a steadily increasing number of followers, some exciting product review offers, invitations to fabulous and inspirational events, discussions with the…