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I Always said “No Guns” . . .

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012 by:

I always said my kids would never play with guns. Then I had two boys and realized that wasn’t necessarily realistic. Still, I worried. I wasn’t really sure why, but it just seemed wrong.

One of the joys of being a parenting journalist is having access to many of the top professionals in their field. I decided to jump into my research and find out if toy guns were okay. As I did, I was imagining ways to tell my boys that gun play would no longer be allowed in my house. It wasn’t going to bode well.

Much to my surprise, every expert I talked to said that not only were toy guns okay, but they could actually help empower my children. Click here to hear the full story.

Bad Santa

Tuesday, December 13th, 2011 by:

My 12-month-old is absolutely terrified of santa. When she first saw him at her big brothers’ school she shook and screamed with such intensity that one of the teachers thought she was having a seizure.

At first I was sad that her terror meant there would be no santa photo with all three of my kids for 2011. Which got me to thinking: Why do parents put so much importance on the beloved santa photo? We will subject our children to fear-filled drama just to get a photo of them sitting on santa’s lap.

Then, I had a look at these Christmas photos gone bad and it all made sense. Christmas makes parents crazy!

The Big Change

Wednesday, October 12th, 2011 by:

I was due to go back to work in the summer of 2009. I had found a wonderful home daycare for Kyla. She started going twice a week in July 2009. She spent her time there doing crafts going to the park and having the best time with her two friends Dillon and Lucas. It made the transition back to work a little bit easier knowing she was happy in her new setting. During my maternity leave the company I was working for made some changes to the sales force and my job went from full time to part time. I was completely fine with four days a week as I had just found that I was expecting my second child (surprise). I went back in mid July 2009 and I worked for only seven months (that was nice); during those seven months I started to wonder if I could do my job and have two small children. The sales meetings away from home, the long hours and stressful work were just not interesting to me anymore. On my days off, I loved being home with Kyla.

In March 2010 I had another beautiful girl Ryah. Life was amazing with my two girls, but something was weighing heavily in my mind. I was dreading my return to work day and I had a hard time trying to relax and enjoy this maternity leave. I started taking a couple courses online in an effort to learn a new field of work that would allow me to work from home. I grew restless of this and thought that there was nothing out there for me to do. I was going to have to go back to the job that I had once loved but had grown to dread.

Then, in January 2011 a decision had been made for me. The company I had been employed by made some more changes and they let the whole sales force go. I was both happy and sad. The only career I had known was gone, done, and finished! I had a short identity crisis (a whole week) and decided that I needed to focus on my kids. I could stay home for a while and not worry, that was a nice thought­–for a few weeks.

Should Overweight Kids Be Taken Away From Their Parents?

Saturday, July 30th, 2011 by:

Is taking an overweight child away from his parents really going to give him a better life? According to a new study published in The Journal of The American Medical Association, the answer’s yes.

The study argues that inadequate or unskilled parental supervision can leave children vulnerable to negative environmental influences such as junk food marketing and lack of exercise. While this is true, does feeding your child an unhealthy diet really constitute the type of neglect that warrants state intervention? Is a foster home really the answer?

In my opinion, it’s just common sense to look at educating the parents and trying to intervene at a school level to help bring a healthier lifestyle to overweight children. Just re-reading the headline of this blog makes me cringe. It’s amazing to me that it’s even a suggestion that’s on the table.

Better Lent than Never

Wednesday, April 6th, 2011 by:

Last week I gave up chocolate for lent. Yes, I realize lent started on March 9th, but Easter seemed like a good deadline to reintroduce this decodance to my diet. Why forgo a favourite?

I realized I was asking my children to do something I couldn’t do myself.

My sons Bode and Beckett were turning into sugar junkies. Just mention the word and my two-year-old becomes so excited that yesterday he spastically smacked me in the face at the thought of sweet temptations.

I preached that sugar wasn’t good for them. It should be a treat. Not something consumed every day. Unfortunately I couldn’t follow the advice myself.

I love chocolate and recently it has infiltrated my diet on such a huge level that the thought of a meal without a cocoa treat afterwards makes me quiver (almost literally). A day without chocolate just doesn’t happen anymore.

How could I ask my children to save candy for a treat when it had become such a regular occurrence in my own diet?

So I decided to stop it. Cold turkey for one month (shy a few days).

To tame my sugar loves my fruit intake, along with my sons’, has skyrocketed. My little experiement may result in family-wide eating improvements.

My sons still ask for candy almost every day. But now I can say it’s only for a treat, without feeling like a hypocrite.

Life with Three Kids

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011 by:

For those of you who don’t know, I have a four-year-old, two-year-old and a newborn (3 months). My morning has been almost movie-like so far so I had so share a small part of it.

Just after breakfast and still sitting around the kitchen table, my two-year-old Beckett told me he had to poo (we’re just starting potty training). Stella (the newborn) was on my lap and my oldest son Bode was playing with her. Always the multi-tasker I started to take off Beckett’s pants to “save time” before I put Stella down to take him to the washroom. As I leaned over, Bode leaned into Stella’s tummy (she’d just eaten), making her projectile all over me and Bode. Bode was so grossed out he immediately started gagging and threw up his breakfast all over the floor. Beckett couldn’t wait any longer to go to the washroom and proceeded to poo every where. If it wasn’t so funny I may have cried.

Three showers and a bath later my sons are playing in the basement and Stella is asleep on my lap.

Parenting or Partnership?

Sunday, March 27th, 2011 by:

If you asked me to choose between my kids and my husband, I’d tell you it would be impossible. I’m a egalitarian when it comes to my family. But sometimes my actions speak louder than my words.

When my four-year-old crawls into bed in the middle of the night, it’s daddy he pushes to the side. When my two-year-old jumps up and down when my husband is trying to tell me about his day, my attention always strays to youth. The hungry newborn? She wins every time. Although my heart says one thing, my actions often say another.

A few nights ago a girlfriend told me it’s (referring to life with preschoolers) a bad time for relationships. Sadly, I have to agree and wonder, when will it be a “good” time again?

According to a recent study by the Pew Research Center, parenthood trumps marriage for most of the population. Am I a dreamer to believer one doesn’t have to trump the other and I can one day divid my attention equally?

Even Valentine’s Is All About the Kids

Monday, February 14th, 2011 by:

I’ve never been a fan of Valentine’s Day. I’ve always found it contrived and commercialized. Of course, if my guy happened to plan something really special for the 14th I wasn’t about to complain.

Once I had kids, however, something changed. I wouldn’t dream of ignoring my children and not getting them a little something special. I started to get into the kitschy cards and gifts. My boys and I had so much fun making valentines for everyone in their class.

But when it comes to my husband, aside from an extra morning kiss, the day held nothing different.

This year, I decided I should refocus on the meaning of Valentine’s. It’s a romantic holiday–why not make it one?

Unfortunately when I told my husband this he responded that he thought I hated Valentine’s and had already booked an important tennis game for that night. Couldn’t we just celebrate another night? I even bought him a gift (however, as of 10:00 am this morning it has still not arrived). Maybe Valentine’s day as a romantic holiday isn’t supposed to happen for me?

Still, as kids take up more and more of our adult lives I find it more important to make alone time for me and my husband whenever possible. Why shouldn’t Valentine’s take centre stage?

For this year, it seems I may have to settle for an alternative night out (or in). But next year, I plan to plan ahead and make sure I refocus on what Valentine’s is supposed to be. A time for busy couples to show each other how much they care.

Photo courtesy of anankkml

Do modern kids have a death wish?

Monday, June 29th, 2009 by:

A recent survey of over 20,000 teens found that nearly 15 % believe they will die young. The study published in the American Academy of Pediatrics found that 15% of males and 13% of females in grades 7-12 believe it is highly likely they will die before the age of 35. Fatalistic kids are more likely to engage in risky behavior and take drugs because they feel like they have nothing to lose.

As a parent to an infant, and highly optimistic toddler, I wonder what I can do to prevent fatalistic feelings in my own kids as they grow older. What are your thoughts?