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I Judged Harshly and I Am Ashamed

Aug 29 2013

The “Mommy Wars” are ridiculous. Get a life ladies. Don’t judge, just parent. That said, I judged my head off the other day and I feel like a jerk. I was grocery shopping with my daughter when she stopped in her tracks and announced, “I gotta go!” “Just a sec, mummy just needs to grab a few more things.” I said absentmindedly. I continued shopping. I only had a dozen items on my list — all healthy things because this is what we’re doing now. This week anyway. I spotted a larger woman and her bedraggled husband in the aisle ahead of me and I was shocked at what they had in their cart — the junkiest food you can imagine. I made a snap judgement about them; based on their size, the way they were dressed and what they were buying. I made assumptions about their intelligence and I’m ashamed to even admit what else I thought. “Mummy, I have to go!” my daughter pleaded again. Whenever we shop at this particular grocery store she always has to go. I’m certain it’s because the toilet is on the second level and we need to[…]

Aug 06 2013

They say we Caps are stubborn and controlling. Wrong. I’m not stubborn, I’m simply resolved. And I’m not controlling. I’m merely helpful and like to organize my life and everyone else’s. This was my horoscope the other day: Capricorn (Dec. 22 – Jan. 20) “You carry such a weight on your shoulders yet you handle it with such poise and grace. Even if you complain, you only express a small fraction of the disgruntlement that you feel. You hold so much together, you are solid as a rock, you are splendid and you are strong. Or at least most of the time that’s what you are like. Once in a while, things aren’t so easy and the cracks start to show. Sometimes you can patch them over, sometimes you have to open them up a little and do a structural repair. But that’s nothing to fear now.” Here’s what I got from this: 1. I love the word disgruntlement and plan to use it as often as possible. 2. I try to hold it all together, but it’s freaking hard. Without the support of my CALM Sagittarian husband I’d surely dissolve into a puddle. 3. “Splendid and strong.” Well, that’s[…]

Aug 03 2013

Today, as though in a blink of an eye, our daughter is seven years old. Taller, hair longer, jumping higher, running faster. She has more words, more questions, more understanding. And of course, we love her even more than we did yesterday. We celebrated her birthday in June — so her visiting cousins could spend the day with her and so she could have her Popcorn Party while her favourite movie was still playing in theatres. Avery has achieved so many milestones this year. Some expected, some a complete surprise and indescribable thrill. She graduated up to full-time grade one, learned to swim without floaties, mastered printing her name and adding numbers and many other amazing big girl things. You’re seven today. You’re growing up so quickly; so fast in fact that it’s only a matter of time before THIS happens….

Jul 25 2013

Any opportunity to pick up an insect and my daughter takes it. Grasshoppers, worms, moths, ants. Last week it was a wasp. The fact that it stung her hand didn’t stop her from picking up a bumble bee the very next day. Yesterday at the park Avery and her dad met a sickly cicada. They named him John. Here’s what happened when they tried to rescue it. I wonder if Buzzfeed will pick it up? 😉

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I Judged Harshly and I Am Ashamed

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