#babylove: my toddler life review

#BabyLove: My Toddler Life is a book that has a wonderful message for both child and parent. Simply stated, “put down our phones.”

Written and illustrated by Corine Dehghanpisheh, it brings forth a situation that most likely rings true to all mothers and fathers. I know that I’m guilty of taking pictures and videos of Remy all day, not only for my own keepsake but to send to my husband who rarely sees her anymore. If I’m not paying attention, she will grab my iPhone and start playing with it. I usually just take it away from her. What I should be doing is not documenting every second of her life to begin with.

This picture book is colourful and fun with adorable illustrations, large lettering, and cute rhymes. Remy immensely enjoyed having it read to her. It even came with stickers!

#BabyLove: My Toddler Life is a great reminder to all parents and caregivers. Pick one up for yourself, and for anyone else that you know who could use a gentle and beautiful suggestion to do away with smartphones around children.

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Emory

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IMG_1-3.jpg 2.36.42 PM IMG2.jpgIMG_2.jpg IMG_5.jpgIMG_4.jpg IMG_6.jpgIMG_7.jpg IMG_8.jpgIMG_9.jpg IMG_10.jpgIMG_3.jpgThis year I promised myself that I would purchase my first iPhone. Being a product of my generation, and already owning multiple Apple devices, I felt that it was time to retire my Samsung. After all, most of the bloggers that I follow have owned their iPhones for years! So very reluctantly, I picked a day during the middle of the week to go and buy a new cellphone.

I must admit that learning to use an iPhone was extremely easy, and the overall transition has been fun and amazing. I am also becoming addicted to the free games that are provided in the Apps. Does anyone else have this problem? Also, I have to say that the cases alone are reason enough to switch to an iPhone. I am seriously in love with my new rabbit case (even though his whiskers scratch my ears every time I receive a call).

Yet, for some reason, I still can’t part with my old phone. I have even dedicated one of the two zippers in my purse to bring it along wherever I go. With no number or service, it is a sad reminder of my initial switch to a smartphone. I feel as if my Samsung needs a proper goodbye, so I am treating this post as a sendoff.

Here were some other song titles that I deemed appropriate for saying farewell to my phone: “Yesterday,” “Here Without You,” “Goodbye My Lover,” “I Will Remember You,” “Don’t Forget to Remember Me,” and “See You on the Other Side.” So long, my Samsung. I’ll be seeing you.

Have a spectacular weekend, friends!!

Emory

  • 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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