break the cycle

Our jobs as parents is to see our children through their very youngest traumas, to being the rock that they can fall on as they continue to stay the course of their own lives. Our past hurt and pain should serve as guiding stars. As emotional navigators that we can use as the compass to help steer these littles through adulthood back to right.

A Message to My Daughter

by: Breanna Bedor  My dearest Grace: A few days ago I walked by you with a basket full of laundry and you didn’t notice me at first. I silently watched as you wrapped a very long tape measure around your little waist. At first I was shocked – what would possess you to want to…

You’re the one responsible for changing

But you might think – why can’t they? It doesn’t matter. And it doesn’t make a lick of difference. You’re in control of facilitating change. And redirecting the narrative. Only you have the power to break what’s cyclical, or what’s been held as normal. Only you are responsible for changing. I’ve been parenting now for…

Mama, I’m coming home

When he was 9, he made a decision that altered the face of our reality. He pulled up a seat, his legs barely long enough to rest his little feet on the patio stone. “Mommy,” he said, “I want to talk.” And his Dad was there with him. And I knew what was coming. My…

19 Times

19 times. More than 19 times. 19 years I’ve had to tell you that I love you. That I’m proud of you. 19 years that I was afraid of you. Afraid I couldn’t be what you needed me to be. That I wouldn’t be all that was asked of me. That I would mess things…

doting on daughters

Kid C is my youngest. My baby. And tonight, she’s my guest author. Ok, so usually you would be reading in my mom’s view, but no, today you’re reading Kid C’s view! me and mom mom do a lot of things together, we go to the mall together, I go to work with her when…

New gig.

Once, someone said: you just feel like they need to struggle because you did. And really, that couldn’t be further from the truth. But I will say this – we have to allow our loved ones, our friends and our family to fall down. Do it themselves. Make mistakes. We can’t do it for them….

Ooo Child, things’ll get easier

“I thought you were 21, 22!” “Ha,” I scoff (21 is generous, early 30s might be a wee more realistic), “I have a kid in college!” Don’t be deceived by over-sized bows and a penchant for knee highs. I absolutely have three teenagers, one of whom is closing in on her final lap around these…

The Importance of the Bathroom Box

When I moved to Kingston, I was 35, and I’d never lived anywhere else. Yeah, I’d had a previous address in a different part of the province when I was a kid. But I’d moved up to Kitchener when I was 12, and my formative years were spent in the tricities, calling them home, planting roots,…