Ever wonder how much time we waste looking for lost or misplaced stuff? I bet it’s a lot of time. And I’m just talking about my own stuff, not even the rest of the family…
Just today, like every day, I misplaced my reading glasses countless times. Continue Reading
There are consequences for actions. We all need reminders of this, now more than ever.
I have trouble with this sometimes. Trouble with my own actions and their consequences. I’m trying hard to be clear, up front, straight forward instead or RE-acting, lashing out. It’s not easy, and at no other time in my life have I experienced more doubt, more anxiety or had more questions about just this topic than during the journey of parenting.
We all need to take a moment every once in a while to consider just how thankful we could (and should) be. Everyone is super busy and the little, important things get overlooked, buried in the hectic-ness of life.
I also had a revelation recently. Quite by accident, I found out who Honest Toddler’s mom is. And…she’s American (I knew this) who is living in Canada! Did you know this? I did not know this. And she came out of anonymity!
Such a joy to read her tweets. Both before and now!
Preamble: As a SAHM with two kids in rep sports, my working life is sporadic at best. It is currently non-existent which is no one’s fault but my own. I focus on blogging or writing for the habit and pleasure of it, enter contests to challenge myself, and sometimes submit to or accept contract positions to edit work or write articles. I spend most of my time at home trying to keep the family unit running and healthy. It never occurred to me back in the day when I had infants and toddlers that life could get this hectic with school-aged kids, who are also active in sports. This is the reason for the tone of this post…a post I wrote in order to adhere to my commitment to keep writing during NaBloPoMo.
I read a lot of blogs. Social media, too. And news. Twitter.
I follow carefully, only entities or people who inform or entertain eloquently or thought-provokingly, and show potential for engagement with likes and especially comments. Engagement is a lifeline when in the trenches of parenthood.
Here’s the thing: all this reading should inspire me to write more. Or write better.
In actual fact, it does. My drafts inside my WordPress profile, or in various other places, are full of ideas. Unrefined and incomplete ideas, that is.
Drivel, mostly. But that drivel is still words I wrote… Continue Reading
I wrote this post to publish on Sunday, November 5, as part of my commitment to publish a post every day in the month of November. My app wasn’t working properly while out of the house all day, so I am posting the Sunday post on Monday.
There are things that preoccupy me that don’t seem to even register on the other household members.
Things like clothing. Their clothing. Continue Reading
I am shamelessly stealing the ‘will they eat it’ idea from Andrea here because 1) it’s a great idea for a blog post and 2) who doesn’t constantly think and worry about dinner? And what’s more, is the effort of making dinner going to be appreciated, and actually eaten, by the minions in your house?
Yesterday’s dilemma was this: Continue Reading
Last night was Halloween.
We live in a high density neighbourhood in the west end of the city and typically have a minimum of 100 kids, sometimes as many as 200. It’s a hopping area, and many houses go way out and decorate with all the hoopla that is typically involved: body parts, guts and gore, flashing lights, some houses even have creepy noises!
Needless to say the kids had a great time. This year, they both wanted red blood splattered faces, so we got busy with make-up before the grandparents showed up to, um…assist. 🙂
Last night was also a milestone. Continue Reading