The Source of Bad Days

Being a parent is way harder than I ever expected. I don’t know what I expected, exactly, but it wasn’t this.

I didn’t realize how much I didn’t know. I didn’t realize how hard it would be to learn what I needed/need to know.

All I knew, at the time, was that Edward and Bella were in love and about to have a baby and ohmygosh I’M IN LOVE and I’M ABOUT TO HAVE A BABY! (Yes, I was reading Twilight when I was pregnant with my first. I have no regrets about this fact.)

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My Best Tips For Getting Kids To Be Good Eaters

No one ever warned me that meal time would be the most contentious time of day as a mother. I’ve always heard the horror stories of bed times gone awry, but everyone failed to mention the daily struggles that can accompany trying to get your kids to eat.

For most parents I know, we’ve all shared the same meal time charade of trying to convince our kids that we don’t in fact hate them, no matter how offended they are by our plate offerings. Continue reading “My Best Tips For Getting Kids To Be Good Eaters”

Mommy Manifesto: Choosing the Road Less Travelled

Talk to any parent, and you will eventually get on the subject of comparing one’s child with another person’s child, to see where they are at in relation to one another and the “milestones” they are supposed to have reached. Kids, it would seem, are supposed to be identical to one another. They are supposed to form the same skills, at the same time, and are supposed to go down a prescribed path that will prepare them for life. Who’s life, you ask? Well, theirs of course. It just so happens that the path for their life is supposed to be exactly the same a everyone else’s.

I’ve recently stopped caring that Theo doesn’t do well in certain situations (situations that are supposed to be “geared” towards his age). I’ve stopped caring that Theo processes things his own way. I’ve stopped caring that Theo is sensitive about certain things, and a train wreck about others. I’ve stopped caring that Theo might not fit into the current model of modern education.

I don’t care.

I knew, even before I typed this post, that many people might disagree with me on this subject. I realize that, but I’m not entirely sure I care. I don’t mean that harshly, I just mean to say that I’m really, really comfortable where I’ve landed on this topic. I’m good. I’ve arrived at some hard-earned conclusions, and I’m ok with the fact that they are inevitably different from many other’s viewpoint. Continue reading “Mommy Manifesto: Choosing the Road Less Travelled”

Doing Stuff Together

The other day, Mike and I went on the hunt for a particular piece of new furniture for our bedroom. We knew where we wanted to go (a vintagey resale shop in town), so we packed the family up and headed out. I’m sure we are borderline insane for taking our toddlers into a store full of antiques, glassware and a million little things they can pick up and eat/destroy/walk out the door with, but hey, Mike is on break so we are going to enjoy doing everything we can together.  Continue reading “Doing Stuff Together”

Fun, Love and Other Important Things

This post is part of an on-going series, #LifeOnPurpose, where I’ve challenged myself to do something each day for the next 40 days- no matter how small – to slow down, notice my surroundings, and be intentional. It is part of my effort to live less on accident and more on purpose. You can read other posts in this series here:

#LifeOnPurpose
Day 1 & 2
Day 3 & 4
Day 5 & 6
Day 7 & 8 

Day 9

I love my house. I mean, I really, really love my house. It is the first house my husband and I have ever owned and rarely a day goes by where we don’t comment on how much we love living in it. But, there is how much I love my home, and then there is how much I absolutely hate with a burning passion our downstairs bathroom. It’s old. It’s gross. It has a toilet seat with money in it. It somehow manages to be both tacky and disgusting at the same time. Continue reading “Fun, Love and Other Important Things”