Taking care of #1, part 2: lessons learned
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Remember my post with a list of little things you can do to take care of yourself, even when you have zero minutes and maybe next to no help? Here it is: https://www.badmomscanada.com/single-post/2017/04/19/Taking-Care-of-1 Well, over the last year I decided to take that a step further – but it didn’t happen until I hit what I like to call, mama rock-bottom. I won’t go too much into detail about that rock bottom, but I will in another post, another time. The Bad Moms blog sta


Worst mother, ever. (A reflection on momming)
I’m sitting on my couch crying right now, because I’m the worst mother, ever. I yelled at my four year old this morning at the park because despite me asking 14 times, he wouldn’t let his brother on the swing he was on, and finally pushed his 2 year old brother, making him cry. So I yelled in public at my son. I’m the worst mother, ever. I have only a few days with my kids that are truly “ours”, where the pressures of my job don’t intrude on our precious hours as a little cla


That old line...
“Time flies when you’re having fun.” It does, but it also flies no matter what you're doing. It flies when you’re having a horrible time, when you’re just in the daily grind, and when you’re looking forward to the next big thing! With the countdown to my firstborn going to J/K happening, I’m realizing just how fast time has indeed flown. I’m sad, and happy, all at the same time. These last two years have sped by, since my second baby was born, and I had several major life eve


I was ok...until I wasn't
Just over 6 months ago, we welcomed sweet little miss L into our family. She is a spitting image of me, and she looks so much like my Mom’s side of the family, especially my Nan. I had a really close and special relationship with my Nan, so seeing some of her in my daughter is amazing. It’s been incredible watching her grow and change so much over the past few months. She has completed our family, and I can’t imagine our life without her in it. For the first two weeks followi


Mission Impossible!
Why do they make me do it? First of all...let’s go back in time. My mom was a yelly Mom. We were constantly doing things that pissed her off…’Pick this up, put this stuff away, stop fighting’. It was one of her shining accomplishments..having the endurance to continue to put us in our place when we were unruly, which was all the fucking time apparently. I find myself being...THE EXACT SAME. All I do, most hours of the day is look around my house at all of the stuff scattered


The Bitter and the Sweet
I am a proud Military spouse, I am an adoptive parent, I am an infertility survivor, I am a 3x Gestational Surrogate, and this is my story…………. My journey to motherhood began in 2002, the year my husband and I were married. Right after our wedding we stop all prevention and started down a long and bumpy road. After six years of tracking cycles, taking temps, ultrasounds, medication, and intervention, we come to a cross roads. In August 2007, my husband received his first post


Rage against the Machine
"First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage." Next come toddlers who act like c&*%s and then comes mom rage that makes us drink wine. ....has a nice ring to it, non? Ok well it's my life right now. 'Terrible twos' as we've all heard it a million times, are challenging but at this particular moment in time, the Three's are just killing me. Please tell me I'm not alone?? I cannot even comprehend how someone can be so contrary, argumentative, de


If Mama ain't happy
It seems as though there has been a movement lately amongst women, specifically mothers, towards an increased awareness of the importance of self care. Great, right?! Seriously. So good! It's about time that women started to understand the importance of self care. The benefits of it are undeniable. For me, this is an area where I really struggle. In fact, I down right suck at caring for myself. I often find myself pondering over this, and questioning why it is that I am


'You always hurt the one you love'
It’s a common refrain in my house, after coming home from a solo grocery, shopping or basically anything trip involving me being out of the house and Dad parenting solo: ‘Seriously, he’s been amazing until this very moment.' What is that moment? It’s about 5 minutes after I get in the door. It’s also not long after we get home from daycare either. It’s the moment when if anyone saw the behaviour my 3 year old was exhibiting, they would think ‘that kid needs a kick in the ass.


Bummed out
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,
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