life with a toddler: bubble baths

I always knew that Remy would be a fan of bath time. When I was still pregnant, she would come alive in my uterus every time I had a bath. I took the best videos of her swimming around in me while I was swimming around in the tub. Do you know what? I was right!

In the 15 months that she has been earthside, Remy has only gone without a daily bath 5 times. That occurred in her first week when we were told by nurses not to bathe her until her umbilical cord fell off. Since then, she’s had a bath everyday, and often twice a day. We just love them!

Bubbles are also her obsession. I didn’t realize it until she was 8 months old and one of her Kindermusik instructors brought them out. She was so amazed by them. Since then, we make sure to let her play with bubbles with each bath. They always thrill her, and they never get old.

She is truly a delight in the tub. My little fish.

This is our life with a toddler. My heart is so full.

P.S. Have a wonderful Canada Day, all! Let me know what you’ll get up to in the comments below.

<3

Emory

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life with a toddler: happy meals

Remy is quite the goofball. She’s very serious for about half of the day, and for the other half, she gets into the goofiest moods. Like most babies, she’s also silly when she shows off. That is becoming much more frequent these days.

I’m sure that you would’ve guessed just by looking at her, but she loves to eat. At mealtime, I put her into her high chair (that was gifted to us from grandma), put her food onto her tray that I’ve cut into small pieces, and let her do her thing. I do spy on her from around the corner just to make sure that she doesn’t choke on her food.

Remy prefers to feed herself, and she eats better when I’m not around. When I am there, or when she’s finished, she likes to play. Play with her food, play with her sippy cup, play with my hands. She talks and squeals and tips her head.

I love these moments with her. She’s satisfied, content, and loved, and I feel as if she’s trying to show me that. There’s nothing better than a happy child.

This is our life with a toddler. My heart is so full.

<3

Emory

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life with a toddler: early mornings

As I write this, Remy is currently twelve months old. From the moment she wakes up, she turbo crawls around the house all day long, quickly destroying one room at a time. Lately, her favourite has been removing the contents in the kitchen cupboards. She will open every door and pull everything out into the middle of the room. Once the cabinets are sufficiently emptied, she is satisfied. I clean it all up after her, putting everything back in its place. When she hears me shut the doors to the cabinets, she races back into the room, and pulls everything out once again.

I love this game of ours. I love the chaos that she creates. I want to capture these messes so that I may always remember them, rather than be ashamed of a somewhat ravaged home. To me, it’s a sign of a happy, healthy, and mischievous little girl.

This is our life with a toddler. My heart is so full.

<3

Emory

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we need to talk about juicing

IMG_1.jpg IMG_2.jpgIMG_4.jpgIMG_3.jpg IMG_5.jpgIMG_6.jpgIMG_7.jpgIMG_8.jpgIMG_9.jpg I first heard of juicing a few years ago when it was becoming a popular form of ‘cleansing’ among celebrities. More like a admittance to a dangerous new diet fad. These already emancipated celebs were suddenly losing even more weight at an alarming pace. Since then, I have frowned upon anyone who juices to drop the pounds. That is, until one documentary on Netflix caught my attention. It is called Fat, Sick, & Nearly Dead.

When my husband and I first came across FSND, I assumed that it would be just another film on health and obesity. The moment it started, it played as if it were a Saturday morning cartoon. I was instantly drawn in. It became real when Joe Cross, the director/protagonist, revealed that he was actually quite sick with an autoimmune disease and would be adopting a 60 day juice cleanse. While I immediately became skeptical, I was also curious to see if he could pull it off. Cross seemed like a truly genuine person who was set on ridding himself of his painful disease and numerous pills, and who was excited about regaining control over his body. You can’t help but root for him, but beyond that, I was relating to him. By the end of the documentary, I was extremely motivated to try juicing out for myself.

I have my own health reasons for beginning my juicing journey. For those of you who want to or have already tried it, you will as well. I also believe that going on cleanses is not for everyone. However, if you or I or anyone were to replace one meal with a juice every once in awhile, we would be surprised as to how much energy that we have, and how good our insides  would feel. When I do it, it’s almost as if my organs are rejoicing in the sweet, deliciousness that I have just provided them with. I know that the more I juice, the more I crave one of these simple, yet healthy little snacks. So why not try it out for yourself? #YOLO

xoxo
Emory

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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