My heart goes out to all of the new mamas in today’s world. Thanks to technology, there is just so much information readily available to expectant and new mothers and it all feels like it’s just too much. On one hand, the power of technology is great because we can all be more aware and more educated and are better able to self-advocate, but on the other hand, it can become an information overload. Everywhere you look you are bombarded with “how to”s and “what not to do’s”

Is it just me, or have weekends gotten shorter?? I’ve been feeling pretty down in the dumps lately and I’m having trouble shaking it. I’ve been back to work for two weeks and my life has reached a new level of crazy town. It’s not bad. It’s not like we’ve had any major catastrophes. The kids all seem to be happy and adjusting well and, to be honest, barely even notice that I’m not around as often as I used to be. I, on the other hand, feel like I’m not doing a very good job,

If you’re a mama reading this, you probably fit in to one of two categories; you had a wonderful experience with breastfeeding and you were sad when you had to wean your last baby off of the boob, or you had a horrible experience with breastfeeding and never want to think about another baby coming close to your boob again. I consider myself very lucky because I have actually experienced both of these polarized feelings towards breastfeeding and so I can understand and relate

Fast and furious: the best way to describe the way that my second daughter entered this world. It was a Monday and it was my due date, and I was anxiously awaiting my labour to begin. I don’t know about you, but I started getting antsy at about the 37 week mark; just generally uncomfortable and unhappy and really desperate for the baby to come out. Many of my friends happened to be due around the same time as me, and they had all had their babies already, which just downrig

Last week over the Christmas holidays, my mother-in-law came up to stay with us and help out by watching all four of our kids because school and daycare were still out and hubby and I were back to work. I know many of you reading this will be imagining how terrible it would be to have your monster-in, ahem, I mean mother-in-law stay with you for a whole week. Let me tell you…..it was absolute HEAVEN. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have this woman in my life. She is am

One step forward, two steps back. This pretty much sums up life, doesn’t it? Fuck, it’s frustrating. You know the saying “the straw that breaks the camel’s back”? Today, I was the Camel, and life was the straw that broke the camel’s back….just call me Alice….as in Alice the camel….Alice the camel has four humps…. Alice has learned her lesson over and over and over again; that when you’re a Mom you have to expect the unexpected. Alice replays cliche, trivial sayings in he

Life is busy. Crazy busy. Like most people, and especially parents with young children, my husband and I feel like we are being pulled in a hundred different directions at all times. At the end of the day, once we’ve got our children in bed, our “chores” done, and are finished dealing with the everyday grind, there just isn’t much emotional capacity left in either one of us to really, truly enjoy each other. Often times, we end up slumping over onto the couch together, bo

To spank or not to spank, that is the question. I’ve had many discussions with other mamas about this over the years, and have heard many different views on the subject. In general, I don’t use spanking as a form of punishment. For the most part I try to talk things through calmly after everyone has had a chance to settle down. Children are human beings, and human beings are not perfect; we make mistakes, we have bad days, and we make bad choices, but it’s all part of the

Have you ever thrown a party? A wedding? A shower? Have you ever experienced difficulty when it comes to getting people to R.S.V.P.? R.S.V.P. is an abbreviation that stands for a French phrase, “répondez, s’il vous plaît,” which means “please reply.” The person sending the invitation would like you to tell them whether you accept or decline the invitation. It is so important that you respond in a timely manner. In my experience, I have noticed that people always seem to

My oldest daughter is turning nine tomorrow. It’s unbelievable to me. I can’t seem to figure out where the time has gone, but at the same time it feels like it was a lifetime ago. I am not the same woman today that I was then. Nine years ago I looked into my daughter’s eyes for the first time, and my life, and everything about me, changed forever. To say that I was not prepared to be a mother would be an understatement. For so many years I longed to be the person that I