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Toddlers are people too

Toddlers are people too

Sitting in my car this morning with my little guy as we’ve done thousands of times in the past and on this particular day, he is NOT (that’s him yelling not me) interested in BEING QUIET!!!! My son is excited about going back to school to play with his friends, annoyed that it’s taking me a long time to get my shit together and start the car, and sad because we’re not going to get Timbits right this minute. My guy is a lot of things, all at the same time. And aren’t we all so

A Terrifying Reminder

A Terrifying Reminder

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

We're going on a family vacation...but without the toddler

We're going on a family vacation...but without the toddler

I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who cannot possibly even see it as a family trip if 25% of the family is getting the shaft. The way I see it though, is that 2 months ago when I booked the trip I thought that 75% of the family would get the shaft if he came so basically it was just a numbers game. Having a spirited high needs toddler means that the attention that everyone else in the house is looking for ends up taking a back seat...the squeaky wheel gets the gre

Unexpected transitions

Unexpected transitions

This contraption, credit: my inventive husband. The contraption is two milk jugs set up outside pocket doors, straws taped to the inside of the doors and beer cans sitting on top - so that when the doors open they knock the cans off and make a loud noise - you dig? This little no-cost invention saved our nights on vacation. Let me explain. You know that milestone when babies grow out of their beds, climb out of them, and then you have to get them a big boy/big girl bed? Well,

How quickly we forget

How quickly we forget

I recently read an article that talked about a book called "The Danish Way" in which it describes how the Danes approach the toddler years differently. Apparently, the Danes don't use the phrase "the terrible twos". Instead, they call it The Boundary Stage. While I applaud the Danes for being so politically correct in their use of descriptive words, and I do admit that "The Boundary Stage" is a much nicer sounding and more productive way to describe the HELL that is the te

The kindness of strangers

The kindness of strangers

Recently, my hubby and I decided to do something super fun (and a bit crazy). We love to travel, with and without kids, and so we decided to take the month of November, rent a house in Southern California, and hang out with our two boys, almost 2 and almost 4. The plan? No plan, really. Just go and focus inward, on the four of us. We have a super busy life at home and the opportunity arose, so we took it. Let me tell you though, there's one thing we know better than anything,

Rage against the Machine

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

Here's how you can help...

Here's how you can help...

I'm sure I'm not the only one seeing the graphic and horrifying images of the devastating effects of Hurricane Harvey. As soon as I saw the first image of a child clinging to the arms of their mom my heart was pounding with pain, panic and empathy. I cannot even imagine the fear any parent would have in seeing not only their dearest possessions washed away but the the uncertainty of how their family is going to get out of it. I watch the news lately and am left with a n accut

'You always hurt the one you love'

'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.

Follow your instincts

Follow your instincts

As I’ve recently documented, we’ve gone through a difficult milestone with our son at daycare. Quick recap is an unscheduled fire drill took place at his daycare and the startle factor of it traumatized him. So much so that for almost 2 weeks he wouldn’t leave the safety he felt at the front corner of the room at daycare, not even to eat or sleep. So for all that time he was spending his days watching all of the fun happen around him at daycare but was too anxious to particip

Only the lonely

Only the lonely

The ‘selfish’ truth behind my only child. I met my husband, we dated, we moved in together, we got engaged, we got married, we got pregnant, we bought a house, and we had a baby. This is my happily ever after, the end. Our first child is a boy. This child is the light of my life, he is a cheeky, sweet, skinny, squishy little Q-Tip and I love him more fiercely than I thought possible. He turned two in May, and let me tell you, everyone I speak too tells me that we have to have

Summer un-scheduling

Summer un-scheduling

Recently a friend and I got talking about what our plans were for the summer. She rhymed off all of the activities her family had planned for July and August: soccer and baseball during the week, trips to the lake, family get togethers, plans for summer trips, excursions on weekends and lots and lots of events. LOTS. Like, every weekend full. What am I doing this summer? Well, the last couple of years have been pretty action packed (I’m just beginning to have the time to refl

More than a daycare

More than a daycare

My daughter turned 3 recently. Part of me cannot believe how fast time has flown by, and yet another part feels like it was just yesterday that I was researching daycare options as I prepared to return to work after maternity leave. Parenting is funny like that. When we lived in the Toronto area, I remember people saying that they had enrolled in daycare centres before even becoming pregnant. Say what?! I guess the demand for a spot was at quite the premium! While we did

Bummed out

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,

Little Mermaid

Little Mermaid

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

That's Sergeant Mommy to you bud

That's Sergeant Mommy to you bud

“I see pride, I see power, I see a bad ass mother who don’t take no crap off of no one” – Cool Runnings, aka one of the best 90’s movies (about an Olympic Bobsled team) of all time. I’ve often remarked, as has every person who’s spent any amount of time with both of my children, how completely opposite they are. They look alike, yes, but in terms of personality and disposition – it couldn’t be more opposite. Daughter is mellow, easy going and gentle, son No.2 is a fucking jac

Risky Business

Risky Business

“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

Ring the alarm

Ring the alarm

Our son has always been a strong personality. You’ll always know what’s on his mind, he can’t contain his emotions well at all and quickly flies off the handle. ‘Chill’ is never a word you would ever use to describe him! He’s got none of it! Sometimes I find for me that it’s easy to confuse that with teflon. To think that nothing gets to him. To think he’s tough and resilient. I’ve known deep down that’s not the case. I know that behind all the boldness that he conveys is a v

Bribery....it works!

Bribery....it works!

So as an addendum to my original potty training post I’m so happy to report that I think after a few weeks we have achieved potty training success. It was several months back when kid no. 2 was crapping on my floor that the words ‘ABORT, ABORT’ were flashing in my head and I gave up on my first attempt at potty training. Obviously he was just not ready so why force anything? Especially when trying to force anything onto a toddler with a will that could shake the confidence of

If at first you don't succeed

If at first you don't succeed

I have been trying to adequately work through my struggles parenting my 3-year-old for the last two months, analyzing and re-analyzing how I could have handled certain situations better. But the truth is, I am having a really hard time. Since a month before his third birthday my eldest has tested my very upper limits. And I know exactly what went wrong. When my second son was born I completely fell apart when it came to disciplining my first son. I felt guilty that I wasn’t a

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