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A Parent’s Super Power
January 18, 2014, 7:02 am
Filed under: babies, family, Parenting, The big picture

So, listen. Here’s the thing: I’ve done my fair share of scaring all of you not-sure-about-whether-to-have-kids peeps, I think. So I’m here with some good news.

When you become a parent, you get access to a previously locked super power. You know in a video game (fact: the last video game I played was Super Mario Brothers, so apologies if this analogy doesn’t make sense in this century) when you get to a new level, or get enough coins, or whatever else you used to have to do to get stuff and you get a new life or super-power (bigger!, jump super high!, run super fast!, etc.!)? Well, that happens in real life, too! Upon welcoming a new baby (or two, or more goddess help you AH!) into your life, a super power is revealed. It’s been in you the whole time, as it turns out. But, you weren’t allowed to access it until it was really necessary.

This super power is different. It’s less about what you get and more about what you no longer need for survival, which is great because you can’t have it anyway: Sleep.

Pre-kids, when you hear about parents’ sleepless lives, you think one of two things: (1) They’re over-exaggerating because no one could possibly function on that little sleep. Liars. Or (2) I could never do that so I better not do the kid thing. Misery is unappealing to me. (You’re the sane one in this equation, by the way.)

In fact, while some people are over-dramatic (gawd), (1) is very likely the situation. I offer my life as illustration: I move beds anywhere from two to seven times a night. Sometimes those bed switches are interspersed with runs to the kitchen for medicine/milk/puke bucket or a need to change bed sheets or a cardio workout with a 25 lb weight to soothe your unhappy child. Anyway, even on the easy nights, given this “traffic,” you can imagine how much continuous sleep I’m afforded. And this is with kids that are almost two and a half. In the last three years (because believe it or not being pregnant with twins is not at all conducive to good sleeping after week 20), I have slept through the night (STTN), uninterrupted approximately five times.  That’s a STTN average of .005%, in case you’re into numbers (that math is probably wrong).

BUT, here’s the good news: I’M FINE. Sure, I look tired, my eyes are kind of burning all of the time, and I’m pretty sure I could stop, drop and nap pretty much anywhere, but I’m fine. I’m happy and healthy. I have energy to laugh, love and care, to go to work, to do some volunteering, to run and yoga (OK, that’s rare, but it happens), to love and play with my kids and le husband, to host gatherings (wherein I don’t cook – not new, just stopped pretending) for friends and family, to do some courses and to watch some carefully-chosen TV shows (currently Downton Abbey, but also Girls, House of Cards and OITNB).

I’m fine… thanks to my super power. And you will be too*.

*Update: An awesome, brave friend called me out on the fact that this post completely minimizes/offends those battling post-partum depression (PPD). Having (gratefully) not gone through PPD, it’s an experience that’s not mine. Having been through depression though, I know how exhausting and incapacitating depression can be. Sans kids, I talked myself into going to work and then came home, laid on the couch and slept a lot. I did nothing else. That is why, to me, parents/moms going through PPD are even more heroic – the ones I’ve known are still parenting and loving their children despite the massively heavy load of depression to bear. They are having faith that this too shall pass (albeit with some help, because help helps) and that the fun and joy will come again. What an incredibly profound lesson in strength and patience for their children. So, no… sorry. You don’t get out of the ‘super power’ club. In fact, you’re in a class way above. xo



Feminist Parenting: Fresh Fish Style
January 2, 2014, 1:41 pm
Filed under: babies, family, Feminism, Housewife Chronicles, Humanism, Parenting, The big picture

As I noted in my post about my reaction to a small bit of the GoldieBlox ad, I was inspired to write more about how I’ve found my parenting groove (at least so far) in terms of reconciling my feminism with my fairly stereotypical fire truck-loving son and doll-loving daughter. My reaction to these developments has been such an interesting experience for me to observe. Of importance is the fact that I’m the only person in my immediate and extended family that self-identifies as a feminist… or as anything really. They’re all anti-labels. I respect that and give them the liberty to parent/grandparent/aunt/uncle in a way that is true to them. I am quite certain that my kids’ exposure to people of different thoughts and approaches is really good for them and they will see that, at our bases, our values are very similar. But, I am a feminist and a humanist (not mutually exclusive, of course). I believe that men and women are equal but that we live in a culture that does not value women as much as men. So, how does a feminist deal with her daughter’s insistence on playing with dolls, to the exclusion of almost everything else? How does this feminist-humanist work on raising two future feminist-humanists (if not in labels, then in values)? Well, here’s how I do it in a way that is intuitive (read: easy) for me: Continue reading



Versatile Blogger Award Nomination
November 25, 2013, 7:00 am
Filed under: a & e, birthday wishes, Blogroll, recommendations

I got this award nomination from one of the most amazingly honest bloggers I follow, Mask No Longer, who blogs about life as an alcohol on the new, and intimidating, road to recovery. The posts are filled with vulnerability, strength, insight and inspiration. So, to say I was honoured when they nominated me would be an understatement. But here it is!

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In Defense of Dolls

A few days ago, my Facebook home page became overwhelmed with enthusiastic support for the Goldieblox ad. As a long-running feminist seeking to have gender stereotypes quashed, I was excited to see some not-so-usual suspects expressing glee over this development and video. So, I watched it, fairly certain that despite being the proverbial choir, I would still be excited about it. And I was… until I heard the line that turned my stomach: “We wanna use our brains!” Continue reading



The story about the paintings
October 11, 2013, 7:00 am
Filed under: a & e, family

I love the internet. Why? Many obvious and well documented reasons, but here’s one little personal example of why: Continue reading



Evolution of a Twitter profile
October 6, 2013, 9:47 pm
Filed under: babies, events, general, The big picture

It occurred to me recently that my Twitter profile is an interesting perspective on how my brain – or at least my perspective – changed throughout my two years out of an office setting. I happened to get really into Twitter just after the Twinkies were born (because #zombiemoms was a lifesaving hashtag and community at 3 a.m.). This is how my profile description has evolved since then, more or less:

Federal Public Servant on leave. New mom to twins. I like running and yoga.  Location: Canada’s Glorious Capital

Govie on leave, mom to twins (insert/update age) via IUI, miscarriage survivor, trying to run, wannabe yogini.  Location: Canada’s Glorious Capital

If Monica Gellar and Liz Lemon had a baby, she’d be me. And then that neurotic baby had twins and named her cat Lisa Loeb. Lucky them.

I parent twins. I wife, sister, daughter and friend. I yoga. I run. My cat’s name is Lisa Loeb.

I parent twins. I wife, sister, daughter and friend. I yoga. I am 99% on the extrovert scale. My cat’s name is Lisa Loeb.



A place to go on Sunday mornings
September 28, 2013, 9:52 am
Filed under: family, general, The big picture | Tags: , , ,

I love the idea of Church/Temple/Mosque. I love the idea of people gathering on a weekly basis as a community to help each other and strangers. I love the idea of being able to move from city to city, from country to country, and have a community waiting for you. I love the idea of a weekly play group for kids where they learn about morality and ethical issues in a kid-friendly way (while we have coffee and snacks, right? Is that what happens?). Continue reading