I had heard the phrase so many times…’oh she’s a momma’s girl, he’s such a momma’s boy’ and felt very ambivalent towards the phrasing. I know that there are many mommas out there who feel a special twinge and a fullness that comes from being the ‘one’ their child needs to get through daily transitions but for me, 99% of the time I feel smothered by it. When my daughter was going from infancy to toddlerhood I remember being asked ‘so who’s the favourite?’ and I remember being

You know those Saturday mornings – the lazy ones where you let the television occupy your toddler? Where you ply them with snacks and juice just so you can SIT and surf social media and have some downtime? But you know when you do this and it hits you…You’ve got those hornies and haven’t had a good pony ride in at least a couple weeks? You look over at your husband who has been fighting a morning rod for the past hour, all disheveled, and comfy looking in his Roots track pant

What I learned is that it’s not something you should do….at any point, no matter what weird masochistic inclination might be nagging at you to check your shit out, I beg of you…don’t do it. It will haunt your dreams. There are a few universal truths in life…paying your taxes blows, you will watch The Shawshank Redemption every time it’s on tv, and never ever touch your vag within 1 week after giving birth…possibly 2 if you’d like to avoid a panic attack that a small pudgy w

Last year leading up to Christmas, my husband and I were working hard to pay off our debts, and with Jingle bells soon approaching, it was time to get creative and economic with our gift giving. Christmas is the most ridiculously expensive time of the year. What better way to be thoughtful and economic than with homemade fudge? What’s the best Christmas present that you can send to EVERYONE on your list that’s made by the kids with love? Fantastic, delicious, ol’ reliable fud

It was January 2015…and I was in hell. I rotated between rocking a screaming baby, trying to feed a screaming fussy baby and snipping at my young daughter. Lather, rinse, repeat. Seriously…..lather, rinse, repeat. Pile on top of that frigid Northern Ontario weather, a small business struggling to survive it, and you begin to get the picture. My husband and I were in a miserable place. Rendered miserable by the months of stress compounded by lack of sleep, stresses from both o

Kids say the darndest things, don’t they? My very well-spoken two year old has had some doozies, but the worst thing he’s said to date has to be Dump Truck. Not long ago we were out shopping as a family at a local Winners. G-man was in the cart and we were perusing shoes down an aisle when a woman turns the corner towards us pushing a stroller containing a cute little boy (also a toddler), holding a MASSIVE toy Dump Truck. There was nothing special about the woman or child, o

Your bladder is going to be in seriously bad shape…if that baby comes out your vag…don’t be hard on yourself about it. It’s going to happen. Two days after I had my daughter my husband starting recounting my birth stories and was taking some liberties with the material. Well it was funny shit and I realized my bladder was a fucking mess when a 2 foot perimeter was saturated in piss and there was not a damn thing I could do about it…except grab for my newborn daughters spare b

Parenting is full of surprises. I feel like I’m always learning something new. Like the other day, I learned a hot tip for potty training: line the bottom of those little potties with toilet paper and water for the inevitable number 2 that will land in there and not want to wash away easily, despite the jet engine force of the water that you will spray into it. If only I had known this prior to my futile attempt… Let’s rewind a little here. My daughter C has recently disc

This past weekend, I spent most of it sick with a brutal head cold, chills, and sinus congestion. ‘Tis the season – and it happens to me every year around this time, without fail. On the flip side, my daughter C did use the potty all weekend! We may almost be finished with pull-ups. Woot woot! My hubby recently got me a great book to celebrate some big changes in our lives. This actually may be my most favourite thing he’s ever given to me. The book is: The Subtle Art o

We ate, we drank, we…yakked. Yeah. So I haven’t hosted Christmas in a while, generally hosting hasn’t been conducive to our situation in the last couple of years so I just haven’t. This year however, my parents, hubby’s dad, and my brothers came for Christmas supper on Christmas Eve (my family spending the night), and my two little boys had a blast. Remember my vid on Christmas Eve? I had a blast too, prepping our feast and getting the house ready. Lots of wrapping and cleani