Do you have some odd or quirky way of doing things in your household that some people think is weird?
My family often thinks that I’m odd and quirky. I used to think that I’m the only one, but it appears that this is simply not so. Some of the blogs I have discovered in the last few months proves this to me. There are women like me out there who agonize over things that don’t seem to preoccupy the general population but bother people like me.
So when this thing happened last night, I didn’t feel quite so odd anymore.
Allow me to elaborate: Continue reading
I don’t wanna go to the rink.
There, I said it. Happy New Year. Continue reading
Everyone knows that siblings bicker, fight, and argue, right? Sometimes they insult each other, too. I happen to have a boy and a girl so I’m privy of this little irritation especially during the winding down of something – approaching a break, a change in grade or sports, some major event.
Bottom line is they love each other fiercely even if they call each other idiots* and morons* twenty times a day.
Shopping has never been my thing. Shopping for shoes and clothes for the kids, when they were preschoolers or much younger, was often a bit of an ordeal. I lucked out with a lot of good quality hand-me-downs for our girl, but the boy needed stuff that had to be purchased. Sometimes, grandma would bring clothes, but other times, and particularly for shoes, the kid had to come with me to try on the foot ware himself.
It helps when everyone is in the right mood to go to a store, and try on stuff. With the hectic sports schedule around here, it’s tough to fit that time in, and I sometimes think it’s just easier to do it myself when I’m out anyway, without them. So this is how things roll with my family:
Tip number 1 – JUST DO IT
Tip number 2 – LEAVE THEM AT HOME Continue reading
A mom whose blog I follow mentioned recently that she created a sensory box for a child in Girl Guides. But it turns out her own child ended up enjoying this box so much she kept it for her. When I read this, I immediately had one thought:
Make a sensory box for my own girl-child.
I thought it might address the anxiety issue in our own household. Imagine this scenario: Continue reading
I will tell you something: for parents who have kids with debilitating food allergies, my hat is off to you.
Well, one of my hats, anyway… 🙂 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.
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
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