Kathy Kaufield
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Kathy Kaufield is a writer, communications consultant and mother of two young girls. She’s a former political reporter, columnist and news editor who now writes about the ups and downs of parenting instead of politics. She’s discovered her guilt-easing mantra “Well, at least I don’t smoke crack” makes her feel better about a multitude of parental transgressions. You can read her regular parenting column at www.welcometobrunch.com. Follow her on Twitter @kaufield.

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How I Learned to Love Clutter

(0) Comments | Posted May 14, 2015 | 6:03 PM

Behold, my "formal" living room -- the first room guests see when they arrive in my house, the room that makes my mother feel faint when she visits.

Inspired by American Girl and Barbie with a hint of retro Dora the Explorer and Strawberry Shortcake, this room is reminiscent of...

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What Is Okay for Your Tween to Read?

(3) Comments | Posted May 1, 2015 | 12:26 PM

The red "Mature Read" label jumped out the minute I saw the novel my 11-year-old daughter bought home from school.

"Let me see that," I said, eyeing her book suspiciously.

Unspeakable by Caroline Pignat. The blurb touted it as "A love story that rivals Titanic," so of course my mind...

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A One-Armed Doll Taught My Daughter About Love

(3) Comments | Posted April 17, 2015 | 6:08 PM

One of my most precious parenting memories began with an act of violence and a blood-curdling scream.

My then-six-year-old daughter marched into the kitchen, grabbed the scissors and cut off her doll Brianne's arm with all the sentimentality of a jaded Civil War doctor on the battlefield.

Her older sister...

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Surviving the Parenting Grind with Naughty Jokes

(0) Comments | Posted April 2, 2015 | 12:41 PM

A confession: my favorite part of spring is cheeky jokes about Mr. Solid.
C'mon, admit it: you stifle a laugh every time you see an Allan's Mr. Solid Milk Chocolate Bunny on store shelves.

Double entrendre jokes about Mr. Solid provide the Hubster and me with weeks of entertainment...

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The Best Tool This Mom Has in Her Arsenal? Post-it Notes

(0) Comments | Posted March 20, 2015 | 6:03 PM

A strange realization hit me as I looked at the desk in my home office recently. My life as a working mother is dependent on Post-it notes. Put chicken in Crock-Pot. Pick up after band 4:30. Fill in hot lunch order.

These bright sticky notes are literally strewn all over...

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The Depressing Realization that I've Lost My Cool

(0) Comments | Posted March 6, 2015 | 4:20 PM

I've hit a depressing mothering milestone.

I am no longer cool.

Not that I was ever really cool in the first place because, after all, I have admitted publicly that I listen to a Kenny Rogers' Greatest Hits CD (yes, I still own CDs) in my car.

But recently,...

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The Most Heartbreaking Question My Daughter Ever Asked Me

(20) Comments | Posted January 22, 2015 | 11:59 AM

No question from my oldest daughter has torn more at my heart.

A discussion about never taking rides with strangers unexpectedly morphed into a talk about sexual assault. "Mom," she whispered tentatively. "Do you mean that someone can just sneak up and do THAT to me?" My heart lurched into...

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You'll Never Regret Trying to Conquer a Fear

(1) Comments | Posted January 10, 2015 | 10:41 AM

This is not how I wanted to begin my stint as a Girl Guide leader: "Don't worry, the police won't arrest us. We're Girl Guides!"

Alarms blaring at the Meenan's Cove community centre, I did my best to calm the four shocked and screaming first-year Guides in my charge. At...

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A "Before Kids" Vs. "After Kids" New Year's Comparison

(0) Comments | Posted December 31, 2014 | 8:12 AM

The "before-kids" versus "after-kids" New Year's Eve party comparison:

Goal of the evening
Before Kids New Year's: Get drunk, dance and share a passionate kiss with someone you love or a new crush at the stroke of midnight.
After Kids New Year's: Occupy the kids with fun activities...

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True Stories of Tired Parent Style Fails

(0) Comments | Posted December 11, 2014 | 12:09 PM

I made this dreadful realization after a meeting with a new client: half my face was covered with sparkles from my daughter's fairy princess costume and I had forgotten to brush my teeth.

Yep, welcome to the world of personal hygiene and style for parents. It's a world in which...

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Secrets For a Less Stressful Holiday Season

(3) Comments | Posted November 27, 2014 | 11:01 AM

1995 was easily my worst Christmas.

I was in my mid-20s, unemployed, living with my mom and in debt after quitting my job to backpack around Europe. On Christmas Eve that year -- exactly one month to the day after my Dad died unexpectedly -- I totalled my widowed mother's...

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The Torture of Leftover Halloween Candy

(0) Comments | Posted November 13, 2014 | 2:04 PM

I had this thought as I secretly stuffed a third mini-Mars bar into my mouth: my daughters are going to smell chocolate on my breath. I better rinse my mouth.

That thought was followed by this more startling one: OMG, I am behaving like an alcoholic except with Halloween candy!...

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Why Do Moms Feel So Guilty When Dads Do More Around the House?

(2) Comments | Posted October 30, 2014 | 12:54 PM

My eight-year-old daughter said the sweetest thing to the Hubster this weekend and boy, did it make me feel wretched.

Yes, wretched!

The Hubster took our youngest skating, and out of the blue, she said: "Daddy, when I get up in the morning, you are always there. When I am...

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One Night Inside a Mom's Brain

(1) Comments | Posted October 16, 2014 | 5:17 PM

Oh, bed! How I have missed you. It's been 17 busy, busy hours since we've been together. It feels so good to lie down!

I am soooo tired.

Did I take the meat out for supper tomorrow night? Uh, wait, we have no meat for supper tomorrow night. Great. Just...

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How To Get Your Kids To Eat Their Veggies

(3) Comments | Posted October 2, 2014 | 5:57 PM

This random thought popped into my head one recent evening: Neither of my daughters ate any vegetables that day.

Not a single one.

Aaaack! Bad mother! Bad mother!

Wait. Take that back. Why am I taking all the blame? What about The Hubster? Revised aaaaack: Bad parents! Bad...

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The Angst of Parenting a Child with Severe Food Allergies

(0) Comments | Posted September 19, 2014 | 8:24 AM

I just sat in the car and had a good cry.

I was in the parking lot of my 11-year-old daughter's school on her first day of middle school, but I wasn't having the "oh my child is growing up" type of cry.

Instead, I was unexpectedly engulfed in fear...

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My Wish For My Daughter as She Begins Middle School

(0) Comments | Posted September 3, 2014 | 12:23 PM

I'll never forget what it said: "You are ugly and we hate you."

That handwritten note was signed by most of the girls in my junior high school class and passed up the rows of desks into the hands of one of my best friends.

Entering middle school was a...

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7 Things That Irk Me About The Breakfast Club Now That I'm a Parent

(6) Comments | Posted August 21, 2014 | 9:18 AM

You know you're getting old when you cheer upon discovering John Hughes's classic 1985 teen movie The Breakfast Club is on television on a Saturday night. It's one of my all-time favourite movies, but the five high school students had barely settled into their detention chairs in the library when...

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New Moms Should Know: Breastfeeding Is Hard!

(12) Comments | Posted July 23, 2014 | 12:29 PM

My lowest point came when I said these words: "I don't want to feed her. I don't want to feed my own child."

Tears in my eyes, I looked up from my nursing chair at The Hubster, who had our hungry newborn daughter in his arms. I felt like I...

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Dropping My Daughter Off at Camp Taught Me How to Let Go

(2) Comments | Posted June 30, 2014 | 1:09 AM

My daughter's Girl Guide leader grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me squarely in the eye and said: "Goodbye Mama."

"But, but, but," I sputtered, aghast.

"Go!" she said, her face somehow reflecting both a warm smile and a 'Don't mess with me' look. I was dropping my 10-year-old daughter...

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