Confessions: Parenting Edition

I believe that there’s too much pressure on parents these days to be that “perfect” parent. You know, the parent who sews all her baby’s clothes by hand, feeds them all organic food, doesn’t let them watch TV, etc. But is any parent really, truly perfect? Probably not. I certainly am not a perfect parent, but I do my very best to give Isla the best chance to strive.

Nonetheless, here are some of my parenting confessions, because let’s get real, it’s hard to be perfect:

- I let Isla watch TV for a least an hour a day. It’s usually in the morning so I can eat my breakfast without her coming up to me and begging like a baby bird for a bite, or around dinner time when I’m trying to cook. It’s not like I let her watch garbage – it’s almost always Sesame Street, which I have several episodes of saved on our PVR. The house could be on fire and she’ll be happily glued to the TV.


The baby bird in full begging-mode.

- Isla is a big fan of Kraft Dinner, so every now and then, I cook some up for both of us. I’ll add some fresh diced tomatoes into hers, and she devours it. I know it’s not healthy and who knows what’s in that orange powder, but there are days where you just don’t feel like making yet another ham & cheese sandwich. Ketchup is also her favourite condiment and if she’s not crazy about whatever protein we’re having for dinner, a squeeze of ketchup will usually solve the problem. Again, not healthy, but if it gets her to eat, I’m okay with it.

- I’m totally the bad cop in the household. I take things away, I do time-outs. I’m a total believer in tough love if it’s in the tough moment. I try not to coddle her either; I ‘m a big believer in letting her “cry it out” and some thing that I have a heart of stone for not allowing her screaming to get to me. (Which it does, but I have to practice will power.) If she trips and falls, I try to wait for her reaction before swooping in for to make sure she’s okay. I’m definitely “that” parent in the store who has a screaming toddler because I won’t let her have something. (Last week I was “that” mom at the park who had to carry a screaming toddler to the car because it was time to go home and someone wanted to keep playing.)

- I trust Campbell (a pit bull) with her 99% of the time. (The 1% is when he’s excited and comes barrelling through the house with no regard for anything, myself included.) I hate the stigma that pit bulls have, but Cam is a total sweetheart and loves his humans, and Isla loves her “Camel.” They really are the bestest of buds!


- Isla has her own Starbucks cup for the cup holder attached to her carseat. I bought her the cheap $1, plastic disposable cup after she was constantly trying to drink my latte, so now she can pretend that she has a coffee too. I’m sure cars that pull up beside me in traffic wonder why the hell a baby has Starbucks, but I promise you, it’s empty.

Really, my points aren’t something that the Ministry of Children needs to be alerted over. Isla has clothes on her back, her own bed to sleep in, plenty of food in her belly, and parents who love her. What more could a kid need? I grow weary of the parenting games, and am OK with doing things that works best for us.

What are your confessions?



Project 365: April 6 – 12

April 6-12

April 6: Happy ham

April 7: Makin’ mad chedda at the bottle depot.

April 8: Matchy-matchy.

April 9: Park day!

April 10: Delicious home made pretzel from The Crazy & the German!

April 11: Stuffed pork chops, Mediterranean pasta salad, and asparagus. Yum!

April 12: Fresh hair!

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Questions & Answers

I’m borrowing this fun little Q&A from Krysten today. Sometimes you just need a silly little Q&A post at the end of the week!

1. Why do you blog?
Mainly, because it’s easier for me to express my thoughts and feelings in writing than it is out loud. But, I also do it because I love coming across other bloggers who have the same thoughts and interests as me. I’d love to meet more of my favourite bloggers one of these days!

2. What’s your favourite pastime?
I really enjoy reading, when I have the time to do so. I could probably lounge around all day and read a book if I had the time!

3. Do you have any pets? If so, tell me about them!
I’m pretty sure anyone who follows my blog on a regular basis knows about Daphne & Campbell.


Campbell is a loveable block-head pit bull that we adopted two years ago through a rescue group. He’s a sweetheart and loves all the people in his life, he just wants to love them with every ounce of his 85lb body all at once, and that’s where it gets interesting. Your best bet when meeting him? Ignore him completely. I really believe that he feeds off of other people’s energy. Cesar Milan could probably work wonders with him, I’m sure. He loves Isla and Isla loves him, happily getting him off his bed in the morning, yelling, “CAMEL!” (Isla-talk for “Campbell.”)

Daphne is our old, cranky Alaskan Malamute. She’ll be 10 in the fall and is definitely showing her age, but she occasionally has bursts of puppy-like playfulness. She’s much better around new people than Campbell and loves to just get her “face too close” to new friends. (Something everyone who’s met Daphne has experienced!) In the winter she loves to lay outside no matter how cold it gets.

While I love having two dogs, I think that when Daphne passes, we’ll stick to having one dog. We’re not “small dog” people and dog food costs a lot of money! (And two big dogs = twice as much big dog-sized poop to scoop. Yuck.)

4. If you had the option of going to the desert, ocean, or mountains, which would you choose hands down and what time of year?
That’s a tough one. I’d maybe go to the ocean during the winter to escape the cold. My second choice would be the mountains in the summer, as long as there was a lake there. I love lake life!

5. Is blogging your full time gig? If not, what is?
I wish I could blog and make money! My full time gig is being a mommy. 

6. Sweet or savoury?
I can’t choose just one. I have a major sweet tooth, but I love savoury meals too.

7. Where did you grow up?
I grew up in the little town of Ashcroft, BC, population: 1,200. There’s no stoplights, one gas station and not a Starbucks for miles. Back when I was a kid is was a great place to raise a family, but unfortunately, it’s starting to go downhill as the population grows older and the younger generation moves away. I still visit at least twice a year though.

8. What is or would be number one on your bucket list?
Travelling to Ireland and/or England, as well as China. I’d love to see the countries where Kyle’s family and my family originated. 

9. What kind of music do you normally listen to?
Usually Top 40, and almost always at least a month or so after they hit #1. What can I say, I’m behind on what those damn teenagers are listening to these days ;)

10. Bright colours or neutral tones?
Neutrals with pops of bright colours.

11. Tell us one thing about yourself your readers don’t already know.
Starting in about grade 4 and all the way throughout high school, I was an avid soccer player. I played every season in the recreational league and played on the girl’s soccer team in high school. I even coached a U7 team one year. In grade 12, I was the co-captain of the team. I really miss playing soccer and my cardio is DEFINITELY NOT where it once was, but one day I’d love to lace up the cleats and play again.

Now it’s your turn to answer the questions – or you can pick just one of the ones from above and answer in the comments!

Journal Day

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Today’s topic is an interesting one: Religion. Here’s the prompt:

Would you consider yourself a religious person? Quite simply- what do you believe happens when you die? Have you always believed this? Do your current beliefs align with what you were taught as a child? And if not, what was the turning point? This week, talk about your religion or spiritual beliefs (or perhaps your lack of), and try to sum up, if you can, what you believe happens “next.”

I don’t believe there’s a black & white answer to whether or not you’re a religious person. If someone were to come up to me on the street and ask if I was religious, my immediate response would be “No.” But, that’s not to say I don’t believe that death isn’t just the end.

Growing up, I wasn’t exposed to church, but I was aware of Christianity and the idea of God and Jesus. I took part in the annual Christmas play, which always had religious themes, and went to youth group, although that was mostly for hanging out with my friends and playing games. Still, although I partook in these activities, I still wasn’t sold on the idea of God, Jesus and the Pearly Gates after you die. My mom was apparently baptized, and my grandma believed in the idea of God, but none of this was preached to my brother or I.

That being said, I’m not sure what happens when you die – but is anyone? I have a hard time believing that there are angels looking out for us and keeping us safe, but I find the idea of spirits interesting in a creepy kind of way. (Maybe I’ve watched too much Long Island Medium).

I’ve heard that to really feel the full “effects” of spirits and such, you really have to believe in them, not just want to believe in them. There’s always some kind of article floating around the internet about “pennies from heaven,” where the spirit of a loved one who has passed leaves a penny for you in a specific spot to let you know that they’re watching down on you. Since my grandma passed away suddenly a couple years ago, I’ve thought a lot about that idea and whether or not her spirit is watching over her family. I’m always looking for some kind of sign that she is, but it feels like I’m grabbing at straws sometimes. I’ve never seen any signs, no notions, just the memory of her in my mind.

So, back to the question of what I think happens to you when you die. I like to think that reincarnation may happen: that we come back into the world as another living thing, be it a tree, an animal or another human, unaware of who we were in a past life. If you’re an overall good people in life, perhaps you come back as another good person, or something beneficial to humankind, like a tree. If you’re a dirty scumbag, maybe you come back as a wart on a toad.

But reincarnation, just like an afterlife in Heaven or Hell, or floating amongst the living as a haunting spirit (or maybe a friendly ghost à la Casper), is just an idea. I don’t believe we’ll ever truly know of what happens when it’s lights out forever, but I do respect other people’s beliefs in what they think happens.



Weekend Update

What a week it was last week. I’ll call this post a Weekend Update, but really, it’s an update of my past week.

- Last Monday I had my dentist appointment during which I had gum grafting done. It went really well and was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be. I guess that would happen when half of your face on completely frozen. I’m healing up fine, although everything tastes funny because of the prescription mouthwash I have to use. I get the bandages (yes, bandages in ma mouf) and sutures taken out on Wednesday, and hopefully in a couple weeks I’ll be back to eating normal foods again.

- On Tuesday last week it was the 2nd anniversary of my grandma’s passing. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel that day – I still can’t believe she’s gone – but my mom and I met for lunch and it was in general, a good day. I miss my grandma so much still. :(

- On Friday I decided that it was finally time to take Isla’s soother away from her. (Those with kids will probably know how big of a deal this is!) See, she only got it during naptime and at bedtime, but on Friday afternoon, she had a HUGE meltdown when I wouldn’t let her have her soother. (It normally sits on her dresser and she was motioning towards it as if she wanted it.) After telling her no, she kept having a temper tantrum, so I told Kyle that it was time to take it away and to hide it when she wasn’t looking. She eventually calmed down and the afternoon proceeded as per usual. When bedtime came around, I was really nervous that she was going to freak out for her soother, but I gave her her favourite teddybear instead to have during storytime, and she went down after that with very little fuss. Score! Naptime has been a bigger challenge, but we’re winning; I haven’t given her soother back at all. She even looks up at her dresser and says/asks, “Gone?” so I think she knows that it’s gone. Now if only we can get the ball rolling on potty training …

- That’s all I got. I suppose it’s not much of an update, now is it? :P

Project 365: March 30 – April 5


March 30: Our plank salmon looked so good we dove in before I could take a picture.

March 31: Time to take care of my health.

April 1: Missing this lady more than ever today. I love you, Grandma!

April 2: Study time in the sun.

April 3: Homemade pizza FTW!

April 4: Princess Isla dislikes dress-up time.

April 5: Isla’s favourite song. Whatever makes her happy. (Pun definitely intended!)

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Journal Day

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Although I mostly lurk on her blog, Danielle over at Sometimes Sweet is one of my favourite Mommy bloggers and her little family is just too cute for words. Every Sunday she posts a journaling prompt, and this week I’ve decided to take part. Today, we’re talking about social media. Here’s the prompt to help get our brains cranking:

Do you use social media in your daily life? Do you think it adds to your relationships with others, or takes away from them? And furthermore, do you think social media adds more positive or negative to your life? Write about your relationship with social media, and talk a bit about how you got started, and what role it plays in your world.

I’m pretty sure that at least 95% of the world today uses social media in some way, shape or form in today’s world. It’s hard not to go along throughout your day without hearing someone say, “Check us out on Facebook,” or “Tweet us your opinion!” I’m totally guilty of spending far too much time browsing profiles and groups on Facebook, reading tweets out loud to my husband, and sharing photos of what I had for breakfast/lunch/dinner/whenever on Instagram. I may not post something every day on every social media outlet, but I’m definitely on there.

As a result, far too often I find myself referring to people I’ve never met in real life – be it mentioning a tweet I read, a funny picture I seen on Instagram, or a comment on a Facebook page. I think that while social media has brought a lot more awareness to the world – we now find out about different events and news WAY faster than we ever have – it has taken away from our relationship with others. We’ve become so quick to “friend” people online and give them the inside scoop on what’s going on in our lives. I find that there’s now less to talk about when you actually meet in person – IF you meet in person. Why meet for coffee to catch up if you’ve already read every detail about so-and-so’s house renovation, new baby woes, or seen pictures of their big trip to Costa Rica?

All this being said, I think social media has definitely impacted my life in a more positive way. I think way more about what I write online and what kinds of information I put out there for the world to read. I’m more conscience of the individuals in my online circles and who I’d like to keep as acquaintances, and who I’d love to actually have that cup of coffee with despite creeping through their Facebook statuses. And of course, it definitely helps me to stay connected with family and friends who I don’t see on a regular basis.

Would I say I’m addicted to social media? Yeah, maybe just a little. But I’ve got to say that as an introvert, it has helped me come out of my shell just a little bit. It’s not that I see the internet as a place to be whoever I want to be; it’s just the place where the voice in my head is actually brave enough to shout its thoughts from the rooftops.