This summer, don't compare yourself to the spray tanned, filtered, posed, air brushed celebrity pics on Instagram and in the media. In fact, don't compare yourself to anyone. Love your body, as it is now. As it looks now. Don't hide behind cover ups and over-sized T-shirts. Be proud of your body. Love your body, as it is now. As it looks now.
Everyone has heard about the 2-year-old who was attacked by an alligator at Disney World. There are several reasons why this hit me very hard and I can't stop thinking about it. First, I have a 2-year-old grandson and he's lively and loves playing in the water. Second, we just returned from Disney World.
While their friends look forward to camp, swimming, vacations and more, many kids and parents who rely on school breakfast programs face uncertainty. Without enough to eat at home, precious summer time memories that play such an important part in childhood are just out of reach.
I would usually end up eating baby food leftovers. But that wasn't going to work for everyone else. I started spending time creating recipes I could make for the whole family. Take one recipe, and find a way to make it baby-, kid- and adult-friendly.
We accept life is irreversibly transformed and some parts of our pre-children lives are forever lost. It's hard to do -- life was simple and straightforward before kids and it's healthy to admit we miss it. It doesn't make us ungrateful parents, it makes us human. It means we're honest.
Here's a thought. Hey new moms: wear your hair however the hell you want to. Your body carried a human being; it stretched and changed and transformed into an actual home for an actual child. You do not need to distract the world from that feat with mermaid hair or anything else.
I've never been diagnosed with bipolar disorder but I did have anxiety and depression growing up. And who knows? Maybe I am bipolar too and should have been flagged. Maybe if there were more psychiatrists around to help us make a diagnosis, I would have known sooner and taken preventative steps and not have my postpartum episodes be such a surprise to me and my doctor.
Some mothers feel grateful that they're still alive and at least have their children with them. One mother, who has been raising her children in this tented settlement for the past four years, said she wished they had stayed behind in Syria. She said it would be better to have died than to be living as they are.
I know there are going to be many, many more hard moments when I ask myself how much longer a certain behaviour of my children's is going to last. But with each of those hard moments that I want to end, there are a dozen precious moments that I want to hold onto for a lifetime.
Whether your kids have racked up enough points to travel to the moon and back, or don't even have passports yet, introducing them to new destinations can be done even on a shoestring budget -- through books. I scoured our local bookstore, grocery store and at-home library to bring you the top 10 books that are sure to ignite the travel bug in your child.
None of us are at our best when we're tired or stressed out, especially kids. In fact, much of what we see as "misbehaviour" in kids is actually "stress behaviour" -- the result of being over-stressed, unaware of it and unaware of what to do about it.
When my dad died I asked the rabbi 'why' and 'how' this could have happened. He said in time we would come to see it the other way around. Instead of looking at why did we lose him so soon, we would see how lucky we were to have him so long. It took a while to get there, but we have arrived.
Petronella's foot was injured in a chicken tractor accident. Around here the protocol for any injured or sick bird is to separate them from the rest of the flock and make them as comfortable as possible. Usually they pass on in a day or two. Not Petronella.
As I flew home from Jordan earlier this year, I tried to digest all of the stories I had just heard: Families of Syrian refugees telling me of their ornate houses back home, now destroyed; of their extended families all living together, many of those family members now dead; of being forced to flee everything that they knew within a matter of minutes, even seconds.
There's been a lot of media attention lately devoted to changing the idea that dads aren't babysitters. That they are equal parenting partners. I'm seeing it more and more and I love it. While previous generations of dads (and even some dads I know today) believe in tough love, see it as their responsibility to "toughen up" their kids, and who have an easier time raising their voice than giving hugs, I hope these kinds of parents are on the way out of fashion.
I appreciate that the word "mandatory" is off-putting, but the benefits that come with mandatory paternity leave are an incredible web of interwoven and reinforcing benefits -- in terms of improved gender equality, child's health, the valuing of care, as well as greater life happiness and deeper relationships.
I was just a little girl, but you had a barbed tongue. Oh, you always couched your cruelty in humour. As if comedy was a disinfectant that redeems meanness. Time and again, I asked Mommy, "Please, tell Daddy to stop teasing me. It hurts my feelings." But you wouldn't or couldn't stop.
As parents, recent stories of children wandering off and tragically encountering a gorilla or an alligator strike fear into our hearts. We've all lost sight of a child for a moment while tending to another or had two toddlers shoot off in separate directions at a theme park. So how can we show our kids the world while keeping them safe?
When your child starts to understand the concept of money, you can give them a monthly allowance to help them save for a new toy or clothes. This way they can start to understand items in the store are not free, you have to pay for them. If your child wants the latest Thomas the Tank Engine train set, explain to him or her, how much it costs and how much money they would need to save up to buy it.