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The Puberty Talk
Early this year, a friend told a friend who told me that there was actually a family doctor in Montreal that was taking patients. I practically grabbed the information sheet out of my friend’s hand and...
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My biggest Fear
My biggest fear for my kids is not that they will be abducted, or join a cult at the age of fourteen, shave their head, wear a bed sheet and announce the second coming. Nor am I deathly afraid of them...
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Conversation with my daughter about charity
Yesterday I went for a walk with my children. We were on Ave. Mount-Royal, a crowded, funky street with lots of cafes and stores. Right in the middle of this oasis of funky consumerism is a church with...
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Getting off the fence
Being a parent means that you have to get off that comfortable picket fence (the one with the white pickets impaling your ass) and choose a side. It starts as soon as you are pregnant.Doctor or...
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Mean Girls
I had a conversation with my daughter a couple of days ago. It was one of those rare moments where we were alone in the house and it was particularly quiet and she felt like talking. I don’t even think...
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The Drudgery of Parenthood
When my friend, who has a 4 year old and a 1 year old told me she was planning to go have some rescue martinis with a couple of friends and wanted to know if I wanted to come along, I jumped at the...
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Drudgery
How much of living is just plain drudgery? This question was forefront in my mind as I, squeezed into my daughter’s desk, sat through another 2 hour meeting at the school. Now don’t get me wrong- this...
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The Art of Ignoring your Child’s Displeasure
This past Christmas holiday, I spent two weeks at home with my family. We had nothing planned, nothing we had to do – in all it was the perfect vacation. And no, we didn’t get sick of each other or...
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"Mom, I’m going to the mall" and other tales of metamorphosis
My oldest has been going through a strange metamorphosis since the last week of August, the first week of school here in La Belle Province. Although it isn’t complete yet (these delicate matters take...
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Parent Presence Required: Something has to give
I have come to a hard conclusion in these last couple of months. It has come after banging my head against the wall, lamenting my lack of time to devote to my writing. Predictably, this has only...
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What do you mean, you’re leaving?
I think I have a problem with living too much on paper. Once, when I was in Grad school and my children were 6 and 4 years old respectively, I saw an empty space in my calendar. I had class Monday to...
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I am an Adult but I’m Not a Grown Up
I am an adult. I have kids, a job. I pay bills and do laundry and sign permission forms. If the hot water heater is broken, I have to call the plumber, buy a new one. If there are mice in the house...
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