I’d lost all hope that my child would ever willingly eat vegetables without being coerced (aka threatened or bribed). Sure I kept involving leafy produce with meals (sometimes resorting to sneaky methods), but after the good part of two years and very little success, I was beginning to think this child of mine would never … Continue reading Vegetables: the long game.
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Taming tantrums.
Summer is in full swing and I am so pleased. I’ve been long looking forward to the easy days of park visits, farmer’s markets and floating in the pool. And I have certainly enjoyed all three already, but what I failed to factor into my dreamy sigh to these sunny days was the moods of … Continue reading Taming tantrums.
Double-0 mummy.
There is something weirdly gratifying about watching your child nearly every waking moment through their early years. I mean, it can also be exhausting and stressful to be responsible for another human 24/7, I grant you. Particularly once they start moving. Just hear me out here. I think it’s safe to say most of us … Continue reading Double-0 mummy.
Case of the moonlight mommy guilts.
I have this irritating habit (say once or twice a week) of waking up in the middle of the night irrationally worried about a million things that happened or didn’t happen with Leni the day before. Things totally out of my control. Odd moments from yesterday whose outcome were almost always positive or definitely ok … Continue reading Case of the moonlight mommy guilts.
My tiny dancer.
I have come to the conclusion that our first ballet class sucked almost entirely because I failed to embrace the insanely adorable fashion possibilities. Could our disastrous first class have been improved with some tulle and leg warmers? I have very little doubt. My sister Erin very kindly donated my niece Gemma’s gently used ballerina … Continue reading My tiny dancer.
Vancouver and everything after.
I hyped the heck out of my week in Vancouver and then never followed up with any reflections on the actual experience. In case you’re at all curious, here’s an attempt to gather my thoughts. First off, I felt strangely peaceful about leaving by the time I boarded my flight. The way I chose to … Continue reading Vancouver and everything after.
Why having each other’s backs is everything.
A couple things happened this week that really shook me up. The first occurred at Leni’s ballet class. We’d missed the first two--one while I was away and the other because I mixed up the days (face, palm). I felt a bit sheepish going to the class as I tend to be a come hell … Continue reading Why having each other’s backs is everything.
Reflecting on the best 2 years of my life.
My wee lass turned two on April 6th. How the hell did that even happen? I found myself grasping for words when I considered my post to mark the occasion. I thought and thought and over thought some more and then I wrote...nothing. Actually that's not entirely true. I wrote several things, but nothing made … Continue reading Reflecting on the best 2 years of my life.
My first solo trip.
I’m officially going on my first solo trip. Sans bebe. The week after we booked my flights, my insides were a hyperactive cocktail of excitement and some serious stomach-plummeting fear. I’d fall asleep every night only to wake up with a jolt two hours later. Every worst case scenario playing in my mind on repeat. … Continue reading My first solo trip.
My mythical mama role model and me.
When I mention this blog--usually in the context of answering the question “what are you up to these days?”--I tend to call it a “mommy blog.” It never really feels like a totally accurate descriptor, but I am a mommy and this is a blog so it’s technically not false, per se. I obviously talk … Continue reading My mythical mama role model and me.
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