They say that you’re not alone in your struggles.
Day two in Ottawa was windy, can you tell? It’s odd to sit here looking at these shots now that I’m back. It feels ages ago, though it was only three days ago. I guess that’s what a busy and tiring weekend will do to you. I’ve had the pleasure of having three great photo shoots booked this weekend, so needless to say, I’m knackered! But excited about editing and getting some Spring cleaning/downsizing done.
You guys doing Spring cleaning? Any tips???
Baby Girl. Ugh, we’ve been trying to get her to go poo on the toilet. Which is a lot harder than it sounds. She holds onto it. She will go first thing in the morning before we get her diaper off, or hold it all day and go at night once the diaper is back on. No budging what so ever. So after giving up that struggle, we have bought a little bag of chocolate and reward her with a treat when she goes poo on the toilet.
Now she holds it and only goes a little bit at a time. Getting thrice the number of treats. She’s a scammer that one. She’s way smarter than us.
When your kid’s throwing a huge tantrum, or just plain being demanding, when you haven’t slept, or eaten because you’ve been running ragged, and when they’ve fallen *or whatever* despite being told four dozen times not to do it or “You’ll hurt yourself,” that’s when you pick them up and hope that it makes them quiet for a moment.
And that’s when they dose you. Don’t be fooled. It’s not an accident, and it’s not coincidental. I’m firmly convinced that my kid knows exactly when to release that smell. The one on the top of their heads. You know the one I’m talking about. The one that sends you into perfect relaxation and bliss. The one that makes you love them and feel like being with them is Nirvana. I don’t know what the technical term for it is, but I like to think of it as “Mommy crack.”
She’s got it down to a fine art. She’s got it timed. She knows exactly when her Mama needs her next fix so as to not go completely off the rails. She’s my drug dealer, and she’s also the supply. So I can’t cut out the middleman in this.
The drug is the middle man.
There’s something about the combination of brown and blue, especially a really rich tone, that feels just perfect for Fall. It’s one of those palettes that has just been made for the season. It’s almost become a cliche just because it looks so right, but hey, I’ve never been one to shy away from a good cliche. They become cliches for a reason.
And I’d rather listen to a good cliche any day over some of the dribble that I hear on a daily basis. Like the teenage girls on the metro who were talking about not wanting to exercise to get thin because they don’t feel like it, so instead they take diet pills…along with all their other pills. Sometimes I just want to shake young women, or sit in a corner and cry. Do you realize what you’re putting into your body? Do you realize what ideal you’re buying into?
I’ll take a good cliche any day.
p.s. I revamped my acting site. Take a look!
We’re in the middle of Blog Positivity week and I can’t express how much I appreciate the relationships I’ve formed with some amazing people online. Like Lauren from Emerging Thoughts. She’s a wonderful lady with a great eye for curating her boutique, and a great personality all around. I’ve never met her in person, only online. Through blogs and social media, I’ve made connections with bloggers, retailers and just great people all around.
I’d like to thank you all.