With all this back and forth swirling around in our heads, and the whispers of every parenting expert in our ear, what is the answer? What path will yield the best result? All we know is we want our children to be the best they can be; to grow up to be good, self-sufficient, kind human bein
Thank you to everyone who gave me feedback on my first "favourite things" blog. If you know me, you know that I love summer. I don't mind the heat, and I crave the vitamin D. Seeing as how I am not into sports, winter is definitely not my jam. BUT from a fashion-standpoint, fall is where it's at. There is something so appealing about the crisp air, jeans, fall boots and a warm latte that soothes my soul. So, in honour of the upcoming season, here are my top five favourite fall things.
This love story began in February 2021 when our bike came. Actually... it started earlier when Hubby suggested a Peloton and I scoffed at how expensive it was. He talked about this bike that he had heard of - that there were on-demand rides and you could spin with other people. I loved the idea but couldn't understand why it was necessary. At the time, I had been the equivalent of a couch-hermit, not participating in very much activity. Prior to Covid, I was doing kickboxing workouts 4-5 times a week and was in the best shape I had been in years. I felt good both physically and mentally. But then, we went into viral lockdown and everything diminished for me. So, the idea that we could park something in our basement and access workouts on demand was definitely appealing, but daunting.
One of the best gifts we can give one another is recommendations for things that make our lives easier. I have decided to compile a list of things that have helped me, in a variety of categories. There are things that I have found that are tried and true, and things that I wish I would have found sooner.
We attach descriptives like glowing, radiant and healthy to pregnant bodies, and then turn around and call those same, postpartum bodies tired, flabby, and untoned. The moment mothers give birth, the race is on to erase the stretch marks, tighten the love handles, and tone the core. Celebrities who leave the hospital looking runway-ready, or grace the cover of magazines in bikinis a mere months after giving birth, do us no favours.
As moms, our own worst critic is ourselves. We scrutinize every inch of our decisions. Are we feeding our children too much? Too little? Are they too short? Too tall? Are they outside enough? Too much? Every decision is a rubiks cube of emotions and a see-saw of back and forth. Don't get me wrong, dads do this too. Some, even more so than moms do. But there is a special place in our heads for mom-guilt.