Psycho mama, qu’est-ce- que c’est?

Yesterday, my daughter and I went on our first bike ride together. She has just learned to ride, and we thought we would take the bikes to go the video store. It was supposed to be a fun time. An empowering time for her. After all, this was her first real big foray other thanContinue reading “Psycho mama, qu’est-ce- que c’est?”

Reason Why I Didn’t Sleep Last Night

And no, it wasn’t an interesting reason. I will give you one word: COMMUTE. There I said it. I am nervous as hell. I start a new job today, and this job entails a commute of probably 30- 45 minutes each way. Am I worried about my first day on the job? Heck no. ThatContinue reading “Reason Why I Didn’t Sleep Last Night”

Time: if you can’t beat it, join it?

I just read this book called The New Policeman by Kate Thompson. It is a children’s novel that speaks about our modern plague: the chronic lack of time. In the story, a mother asks for some time for her birthday- not the special, one off, vacation kind, but the everyday, run of the mill timeContinue reading “Time: if you can’t beat it, join it?”

Mom, I feel like I am never doing enough…

This is what my oldest daughter told me this week. It was after her busy day, when we only get home at eight o’clock after an hour and a half of ballet practice. She was lying in her bed and I was tucking her in. All of a sudden she whispers, “Mom, I feel badContinue reading “Mom, I feel like I am never doing enough…”

March is the cruellest month…

Until you hit April and it is still snowing. Which it will be, because nothing good happens anymore. Yesterday we received an extra 26 cm of snow. The short, choppy sentences I am writing should give you a notion about my feelings on the subject. I hate it. I hate everything. I hate snow. IContinue reading “March is the cruellest month…”

Sick day and not the good kind

Captain’s log- February 29th, 2008 We are approaching the fifth month of winter and the crew is starting to show signs of weakness. Flus, colds and general feelings of depression have been circulating, leaving me with a skeleton crew on deck. Although I try to keep up my strength for the sake of the men,Continue reading “Sick day and not the good kind”

Ramming it down their throats

I question this approach. But before I begin, let us have some background. Here is a typical day for my oldest child. 6:45 am- wakes up. 7:00 am- Must be in the kitchen by this time, fully dressed, to make her own breakfast (usually cheerios- I think that instead of calling them baby kibble, babyContinue reading “Ramming it down their throats”

Art, Juno and a Total Eclipse of the Moon=mini vacation

What does one do when one is single? I ask myself this constantly. It seems that time must spread out like an ample serving of Skippy peanut butter over white bread for those who have no children. I am pretty sure that this is an erroneous presumptious, but, nevertheless, the possibilities seem endless when youContinue reading “Art, Juno and a Total Eclipse of the Moon=mini vacation”