I don’t have any personal experience with adoption. Although we entertained the thought of adopting a child a couple of years ago, the process of the particular adoption we were seeking was impossible because of international laws.
My cousin has two little girls, both with unique needs. One was born with spina bfida and because she uses a wheelchair, has a visible disability. The other daughter has a special need that’s not visible – Type 1 Diabetes. So, in other words, my cousin is a very busy mother!
Halloween is upon us and one of the common complaints you hear about this holiday is that some trick-or-treaters are too old to be knocking on doors looking for goodies. To this, I say: Get over it. I have to admit, I have a long history of being afraid of teenagers.
Those hazy, lazy days of summer are coming to an end. Along with the chaos that back to school season brings, I know in my busy house I also have to think about all the kids returning to their activities.
We all remember bringing home that first baby and making sure the entire house and anyone in it was perfectly silent as the baby slept. We put notes on the front door telling people not to knock, we turned phone ringers off and then spoke in hushed tones, if we even spoke at all.
I was recently invited to an event hosted by the folks from GoodNites to have a bigger conversation around bed-wetting. It’s actually a topic that really interests me because I had a kid who really struggled with this – and I mean well into puberty.
I recently surprised my 6-pack of kiddos with the announcement that our family was going to go on an all-inclusive beach vacation. I explained that they better enjoy and appreciate it because it would be the first and last vacation of this type on my dime.
Last week the internet celebrated National Sibling Day. I think it was primarily an online celebration, because my social feeds were full of childhood pre-digital photos of groups of siblings in 70s bellbottoms and bad haircuts.
Another season is wrapping up and it appears our family has survived a winter with six kids in hockey. More importantly, the parents have survived six kids in
Two of my real life daughters are ages 13 and 14. Out of respect for their privacy, I couldn’t possibly talk about their entrance into teenage-hood.
When my kids were heading off to overnight camp last season, I had a lot of anxiety about homesickness. The reason? As a child I would NEVER have attended camp — I wouldn’t even go for a sleepover.
When you’re raising school-aged children, it’s pretty easy to make friends with other parents. I’ve spent many years enjoying the friendships I’ve made simply because my kiddos made friends at school and those kids have nice parents.
This week I was on the Parenting Panel at Canada AM chatting about how to discuss death and dying with kids. There is no question, this topic is a tough one for parents.
There’s no question, I’m pretty lucky to still have a grandma. This particular Grandma is pretty special for a few reasons. She was one of 21 children born in Ireland to her entrepreneurial parents.
We recently went on a family ski trip that involved very little skiing.
Mother Nature has not been well behaved, so we had no snow and conditions were not even cold enough for the snow-making machines to do their thing.
‘Tis the Season… for holiday controversies. The ‘Starbucks Hates Christmas’ controversy:
In case you have been living under a rock and have not heard about this, let me break it down for you:
According to my calculations, six kids equal a ridiculous amount of Halloween candy. Parents always wonder: do we let them gorge and be done with it? Or do we portion it out over an extended period of time?
I have to be honest, I always saw myself as a baby kind of a mama. When my Biggies were babies, I remember being at the park and seeing school aged kids and thinking how weird it must be to parent such big kids.
I don’t have any personal experience with adoption. Although we entertained the thought of adopting a child a couple of years ago, the process of the particular adoption we were seeking was impossible because of international laws.
My cousin has two little girls, both with unique needs. One was born with spina bfida and because she uses a wheelchair, has a visible disability. The other daughter has a special need that’s not visible – Type 1 Diabetes. So, in other words, my cousin is a very busy mother!
Halloween is upon us and one of the common complaints you hear about this holiday is that some trick-or-treaters are too old to be knocking on doors looking for goodies. To this, I say: Get over it. I have to admit, I have a long history of being afraid of teenagers.
Those hazy, lazy days of summer are coming to an end. Along with the chaos that back to school season brings, I know in my busy house I also have to think about all the kids returning to their activities.
We all remember bringing home that first baby and making sure the entire house and anyone in it was perfectly silent as the baby slept. We put notes on the front door telling people not to knock, we turned phone ringers off and then spoke in hushed tones, if we even spoke at all.
I was recently invited to an event hosted by the folks from GoodNites to have a bigger conversation around bed-wetting. It’s actually a topic that really interests me because I had a kid who really struggled with this – and I mean well into puberty.
I recently surprised my 6-pack of kiddos with the announcement that our family was going to go on an all-inclusive beach vacation. I explained that they better enjoy and appreciate it because it would be the first and last vacation of this type on my dime.
Last week the internet celebrated National Sibling Day. I think it was primarily an online celebration, because my social feeds were full of childhood pre-digital photos of groups of siblings in 70s bellbottoms and bad haircuts.
Another season is wrapping up and it appears our family has survived a winter with six kids in hockey. More importantly, the parents have survived six kids in hockey.
Two of my real life daughters are ages 13 and 14. Out of respect for their privacy, I couldn’t possibly talk about their entrance into teenage-hood.
When my kids were heading off to overnight camp last season, I had a lot of anxiety about homesickness. The reason? As a child I would NEVER have attended camp — I wouldn’t even go for a sleepover.
When you’re raising school-aged children, it’s pretty easy to make friends with other parents. I’ve spent many years enjoying the friendships I’ve made simply because my kiddos made friends at school and those kids have nice parents.
This week I was on the Parenting Panel at Canada AM chatting about how to discuss death and dying with kids. There is no question, this topic is a tough one for parents.
There’s no question, I’m pretty lucky to still have a grandma. This particular Grandma is pretty special for a few reasons. She was one of 21 children born in Ireland to her entrepreneurial parents.
We recently went on a family ski trip that involved very little skiing.
Mother Nature has not been well behaved, so we had no snow and conditions were not even cold enough for the snow-making machines to do their thing.
‘Tis the Season… for holiday controversies. The ‘Starbucks Hates Christmas’ controversy:
In case you have been living under a rock and have not heard about this, let me break it down for you:
According to my calculations, six kids equal a ridiculous amount of Halloween candy. Parents always wonder: do we let them gorge and be done with it? Or do we portion it out over an extended period of time?
I have to be honest, I always saw myself as a baby kind of a mama. When my Biggies were babies, I remember being at the park and seeing school aged kids and thinking how weird it must be to parent such big kids.
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