My daughter has a fascination – bordering on a love affair – with the ceiling fan in the bedroom. Whether falling asleep or waking up, she gazes at it and her limbs get all excited (if they’re not swaddled). She grins and babbles to it in delight… and it’s not even on. E loved ceiling…
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Poor Baby
My little daughter is sick. It was just as we predicted to her big brother, who has had a cough and runny nose for the past couple weeks: if he is constantly hovering over her, breathing into her face as he gives her long strings of kisses… SHE WILL GET SICK. So, yeah. She has…
Happiness and the Multi-multi-multi-tasking Brain
I think it’s safe to say that everyone wants to be happy. If there is such a thing as a universal goal in the context of humanity, happiness must be it, right? Keeping that in mind, it seems a bit sad that so many people still feel themselves to be in pursuit of happiness. Folks…
Watch out for swiftly-growing preschoolers
Sometimes, to spice up breakfast a little for our three-year-old E, we put a few semi-sweet chocolate chips into his mini-bowl of Cheerios or Shreddies, which he eats dry. Finding them is just as much of a treat as eating them, it seems. This morning, as I was putting the baby sister down for her…
Haiku About my Kids
I am not a poet. Still, sometimes life seems a bit more manageable with a prescribed number of syllables, doesn’t it? *** Small furious boy growls and pounds the couch cushions his mind filled with NO. *** When a little guy endeavours to create art his tongue must stick out. *** Blue eyes gazing up…
A request for moms with a story to tell (I’m lookin’ at you, NaBloPoMoers and Yeah Writers)
As many of you already know, I am a two-timer. I have another blog besides It’s Dilovely – a blog called MotherGather, where I collect birth stories. I was inspired to start this community when I had my first child and realized how important birth and its stories are: real, unsanitized, passionate accounts of what…
The Trick Revealed! + other stuff that’s not as fun
Um, yeah. It’s 10:19 p.m. as I start this post. I’m not going to be writing anything awesome today. I spent the hour between 9 and 10 (plus a few extra minutes on either end) trying to put my baby to bed. Somehow, in that time, she went from totally calm, a little bit yawny,…
Why is parenting so effing hard?
I think I may have sounded, in yesterday’s post, like life with my kids is idyllic and wonderful and effortless. I was glad to have the writing to focus me on the parts I love about this parenting gig, because yesterday was actually a rather difficult parenting day. How is it okay that the most…
Six weeks old on Remembrance Day
Dear Baby A, Today, you are six weeks old! Probably the fastest six weeks of my whole life, even though I’m trying very hard to cherish every second, to make this time last longer. Six weeks ago, you were sleeping angelically through your first day of life, as many people (who had already loved you…
Thanks for the mammaries, and the 80s junk food ads
As I was just telling my mother, I am not myself today. I think it’s because I made one of my boobs angry. I guess it’s easier to do than I realized, while breastfeeding full-time. I was just trying to be consistent and make sure I keep the supply even on both sides… I realized…