We’ve all seen and heard stories of the most horrific and traumatizing thing that could happen to a child: molestation. Even the thought of it is stomach churning. I know I went into motherhood with a healthy fear of it, sure, but a confidence that I would have the spidey sense to know if a certain situation seemed off. No, thankfully…to my knowledge my daughter has never been molested but I did have to have a conversation with her so much earlier than I ever intended to abou

Knowing what to do in a crisis is something that you hope you never have to know how to do. Yes of course it’s crucial to be prepared but it’s like one of those things in high school that you learn but unless you encounter a situation where you’ll need it, it’s likely to slip right back out of your brain….like algebra. As a mom I was most concerned about safety protocol when my children were infants and young toddlers because all of the new things they are learn at a rapid fa

Bad Moms Canada has already posted some discussion on risky play and a child's development. Over the next few weeks, we'll share some awesome content on sports, risky play, and how kids grow from taking chances - thanks to some great organizations out there that we've been introduced to. This week, let's take a look at this article from SIRC, the Sport Information Resource Centre, which is a Canadian organization that has been "the leading and most trusted source to learn, sh

Parenthood is like a goddamn Rubik's Cube; it looks like it should be relatively straight forward to solve, but it is somehow impossible and has a way of making you feel pretty stupid, there's always a new challenge and just when you think that you've got things figured out a new problem lies around the corner. When my two oldest daughters were little, I remember thinking that I couldn't wait until they were older. I imagined all of the fun things we could do together and d

A very wise person once said: ”Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do but it doesn’t get you anywhere….write that down.” When baby No.2 was about 8 weeks old and we were 8 weeks into the nightmare that was his infancy as is well documented on this blog, I was thrilled when a relative volunteered to pull a night shift for me. Hubs was out of town and having experienced children with colic, this aunt was more than sympathetic to our plight. I was so thri

“Watch out!” “Don’t touch that!” “You’re too high up!” “Be careful!” I have been knee-deep lately in articles and studies on risk in childhood. It’s because my 3.5-year old is obsessed with climbing, and while my first instinct used to be “get off that!” I’ve realized that by telling him no, I’m forced to deal with the fall-out of him doing it anyway, when my back is turned, and then he ends up really risking his own safety. I follow a website and FB called Wilder Child, and