I used to think I had disobedient hair, and well I kinda still think it’s disobedient. But my hair and I have come to such a great understanding this last few months – we are, dare I say – “friends” now? (more…)
Have you ever felt like you just wanted to hold your children really tight for a really long time, because they are just growing too quickly and you don’t know how else to stop it? I mean, literally Emilie must have grown 5cms this year already. Her feet are a size bigger, and she’s just changing.
She’s changing faster than my mind can absorb. (more…)
Sometimes I think being a mother gets a bad wrap. Shame, I am not much help because I feel like sometimes I complain talk a lot about the bad stuff, it’s not intentional though. I don’t tell people I’ve been up since 4:30am because I want them to think motherhood is terrible. It’s not. No, really I’m not even kidding. I love being a mom. Aside from the lack of sleep, and forgetting to brush your hair some days – really, there are perks!
Firstly, it is absolutely inherent to my being, and I can’t imagine myself not being a mom. I decided that after it took me forever to explain why I rocked motherhood last week, I would get some reasons together about why I love it. Which is WAY easier! (more…)
So when last did you look at your life, and pat yourself on the back for all the things you did...right? Yes, you read that correctly – the things you did right! Skip the mom guilt, all the mistakes you made, and things you could have done better? I’m guessing that just like me, you don’t actually look at those aspects very often. And when you do – like me you sit scratching your head in wonder, at what those “right” things might be. (more…)
Most women look forward to having kids one day, its part of our picture perfect dream of our lives – together with white picket fences. One day, when it happens for us, there is so much joy, and excitement. So much preparation. SO. MUCH. PREPARATION. Everything should be perfect for this new little life. Yet, in all my preparations, no one prepared me for the “mom judgement”. (more…)