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You know, I thought it was hard to find bathing suits I was comfortable putting my baby daughter, but that was nothing compared to trying to find a bathing suit I think is appropriate for my preschool-age daughter. Seriously.
I don’t like bikinis, I don’t like bathing suits that are designed to make her look like she has or remind us that she is going to have breasts. The ones with the cutouts on the hips drove me over the edge.
Go ahead, tell me this is for a little girl:
That one starts at a size 4. Would have fit her when she was just over 2.
What the hell is that?
The one I found that allow her the opportunity to look like a little girl instead of an aspiring woman in the front has a weird back, but I have to live with it.
And I have a feeling this is only going to get harder.
I’ve been reading a lot of books lately, but today I wanted to take a bit of a break so I grabbed a magazine and got in a hot bubble bath. The magazine happened to be O, an issue my mother bought and passed on. I flipped through the pages, reading when I was interested and then came to an article on self-sabotage.
I read the first couple of paragraphs, stopped, and decided my bath was over.
The fact is that I know I sabotage myself. I make excuses, there are probably things I do that I don’t even realize. If I worked I could get to the reasons behind it all, but I’m afraid of what’s under there. Sure, there are underlying reasons, but what if knowing makes it all that much worse?
What if I kick the tires and the muffler falls off?
What if I do the hard things I’m supposed to be doing and it still doesn’t solve the problems?
I am a sucker for office supplies. I love a good notebook *cough Moleskine cough* and a great pen, just the right pencil, scratch pads. I love Post-Its (on my monitor, in my books, on my knitting patterns). I used to comparison shop for my back to school stuff – I would write down what I needed, go through all the flyers and find the best prices.
Do I enjoy a trip to Staples? Yes, yes I do.
This year Staples has put together a gift guide to encourage people to think of the store as more than just boring old office supplies.
(There’s nothing boring about office supplies).
It’s not just printers and computers, it’s an entire aisle of pens, all kinds of paper, notebooks, crafts and art supplies.
Staples has very kindly offered to allow one of my readers to choose something from this list as part of a giveaway to promote everything you can find at their stores. What’s your favourite thing to shop for at Staples? Leave me a comment to enter the giveaway and I’ll choose the winning at random on February 7.
1. Tot Tutors Children’s Table and Four Chairs 2. Apple iPod Shuffle 3. Bienfang Sketch Book 4. Dixon China Markers 5. High Sierra Curve Backpack 6. Built NY Big Apple Buddies Lunch Bags 7. Disney Winnie the Pooh Baby Patchwork Record Book
Disclosure: I was compensated for this post. The opinions on this blog are my own.
Children have this way of throwing you off your game right when you think everything is running along smoothly
Today, in the middle of a normal routine, my daughter rendered me speechless. I was zipping up her coat and she said, quietly and quickly “Mommy, why does everyone think girl in her class is the prettiest?”
I was so surprised by the question that my mind went blank. The statement didn’t make sense to me
Why? Why on earth is a four-year-old thinking about whether there’s a prettiest girl in her class? Where did she even get the concept that there is pretty, prettier and prettiest?
She’s a happy kid who is told often that she is beautiful, strong, curious, hard working, smart, creative, funny…
People like her. She’s a nice kid, a good kid, and she is beautiful and smart and curious and creative. She’s passionate.
The whole family has worked to give her confidence, and she usually shines, but in this one moment in front of me she was quiet and vulnerable and there was something on her mind that she wanted to understand.
And all I can think about is how that seed was planted, and whether it will go away.
The kid is currently taking swimming lessons on a weekday morning and immediately after her Sunfish lessons there is a baby class. All the moms (they are all moms in this class) line up before her class is over and she likes to see the babies get into the pool. She says she doesn’t remember when we did a baby class together, and she doesn’t remember the baby class she took with Daddy either.
This kid loves the water. People warned us that she would scream bloody murder when we gave her her first bath, but she was happy. She loves baths and she loves being in the pool. Swimming lessons were the first thing I did with her, as soon as I could sign her up. It was something to get us out of the house, it would be good for her and I knew she would like it.
Every week I see the moms line up with their little ones in tiny bathing suits and I remember taking those lessons with her, and then I turn to see her in the pool swimming on her own, jumping around in the water, diving under, as happy as can be.
At this week’s lesson she flipped under water and swam to her teacher. Tears came to my eyes.
She’s been taking swimming lessons almost her entire life, it’s something she loves, and I can see her improving almost every time she hops in the pool and it’s awesome. It’s unbelievable.
Swimming will be the first time she really sees how work and practice can make you improve and I love looking in her eyes and telling her how proud I am.
My goal this year is to read 50 books, not just because I miss reading like I used to, not just because of the ever-growing pile of books on my shelves that I want to get through, but also because I want my kid to see me reading.
We’ve spent her life reading to her and surrounding her with books, but she should understand that reading is a lifelong thing.
Reading can change everything. It can take you places and teach you things, introduce you to new people and new ideas.
Kid Are you listening to the news?
Kid: What’s the news telling you?
Me: Different things, new buildings, the weather…
Kid: Sometimes the news tells you about bad things
Kid: Like killings
Me: … yeah
Kid: Sometimes the news telling you that people are killing other people
Me: … yes, it does
Kid: And killing is bad, it’s not nice
I paused before each answer, wondering what to say, wondering where this was going, wondering what brought it on.
This is a conversation that happened around bedtime on the anniversary of the shootings at Sandy Hook. She was not yet four.
I was listening to the news, as I often am, but when she came in to the room they were doing the weather.
I watch the news all the time, I’m a news junkie, I follow politics, I get passionate about it and I want her to be passionate too, but I also want her to have a certain sense of blissful ignorance. There is too much in the world, and I want her to trust it.
She turns to me: “I know what respect means.”
“It means you treat somebody well, and you love them.”
“Well, you don’t have to love someone to respect them, you should respect everyone.”
When she gets older we’ll talk about this more. A lot more I’m sure. What if someone doesn’t show you respect? Well, then they don’t get respect back. It gets complicated.
Life gets complicated.
When we talk about things like this I am reminded of all the things that I’m going to have to try to explain to her, and all the things that she may not understand until she experiences them – a friend deciding you’re not friends any more, someone being mean on purpose, someone you care about making you feel small and unimportant.
And a world full of a total lack of respect.
We may not be a religious household, but we will be teaching her a tenet of almost all of them, as far as I’m aware – to treat others as she wants to be treated.
This kid has always been pretty good at avoiding sleep. When she was a baby she couldn’t help it, obviously, but as a toddler she would occasionally stay up all night, and we have off and on had trouble with bedtime that leaves us wanting to pull our hair out.
Still, there’s something I have to appreciate about her tricks.
And not just that she’s so much like me in this respect.
She comes in, saying she needs help with this, she hurt herself, she needs to go to the bathroom, and then she starts talking. It’s almost as though she can’t sleep until she’s said everything she needs to say. Some nights when she’s coming out of her room over and over and over again, I just go and sit and listen to her.
Tonight is was something about school today. Sometimes it’s about the toys she’s playing with or what she’s imagining. Sometimes it’s about a dream she had the night before that’s bothering her now, as she tries to close her eyes again.
I try to let the annoyance drift away and remain calm, which is not always easy the tenth time she needs just one thing or has just one question, but letter her talk and listening to her allows me to be fascinated by her.
Like during the day I sometimes just watch her, I need to remind myself to take the time to just listen. She won’t always want to tell me everything.
When we moved into our new house almost two years ago now we were glad to see that two of the bathrooms had dual flush toilets. The chance to save a bit of water was great, but we’ve found over these two years that these toilets also get clogged more than your old-fashioned toilet.
When I got an email from Mom Central about a program for Majesta’s e-z Flush toilet paper I filled out the applications with my hand raised screaming “Pick me! Pick me!”
In the mail came a pack of e-z flush and an invitation to try their shake test, so we did.
We took four sheets of the competitor brand and five sheets of e-z flush (just to make it interesting), put them in separate water bottles, fill with a cup of water and shake to see what happens.
It’s pretty easy to see, the water and remnants of paper drained out of the e-z flush bottle pretty easily, the competitor not so much. The bottle is clogged, like our toilets have been lately.
As part of launching the new e-z flush toilet paper Majesta is also hosting the e-z days sweepstakes between January 1 and December 31, 2014. There are daily prizes of Majesta products, two monthly prizes of $50 and 5 grand prizes – $3,000 shopping sprees.
I suspect this product will make our lives a bit easier, and I know Majesta is focused on sustainability and the the Irving company is focused on planting trees to replace those they use making their products. We’ll see if the plunger comes out less over the next couple of weeks.
Disclosure: I am part of the MAJESTA e.z Day blogger program with Mom Central Canada and I receive special perks as part of my affiliation with this group. The opinions on this blog are my own.