Motherlucker

How to know if you’re a Motherlucker

June 14, 2016
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We don’t shy away from the shit stains on our shirts, we Instagram them.

We think postpartum, breastfeeding struggles, and the inevitable redefinition of self that comes with new motherhood needs community and support, not hushed tones or quiet looks.

We don’t care how you feed your baby; breast, bottle, or both. As long as they’re fed.

We think raising kind, curious, generous, resilient kids is something that takes work, like, a lot of it… and we want a sisterhood to do it with.

We think there’s more than one way to parent, and we want to know all our options before we choose what’s right for our kiddos and family.

We’re ok with getting it wrong sometimes, as long as we try our best and get it right where it counts.

We think your relationship needs as much effort as your parenting. Ok, maybe not as much.. but don’t forget about your partner, k?

We don’t all glow when we’re pregnant, some of us just sweat and hurt, and eat.ml_plane

We think it’s not only ok, but really important to still have your own interests and life.

We support and encourage each other, judging is for the Olympics (and assholes).

We think if someone gives you unsolicited parenting advice/judgment, you get to punch them in the face and walk away.

We think that every momma has her journey, and they don’t all have to be the same. Or even similar.

We think having a sense of humor about the ridiculous, gross shit our kids do is not only awesome but necessary.

 

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Plans For New Plans

October 17, 2017
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Sometimes, life doesn’t turn out the way you expect it to.

A stay at home mom was not on my vision board and it’s certainly not on my resume. Not that there is anything wrong with that. If there is one thing I’ve learned over the course of these last 9 months, is that motherhood is equally amazing, joyful, heartfelt, hard and exhausting. Mentally exhausting. I praise those who stay at home all day, every day with their kids.  It was just never ‘me’ and I loved my career so much that I knew I would be the type of woman who needed the balance of motherhood and work.

Well plans have changed…for now.

I parted ways with my last employer because it wasn’t working out. It was mutual and I’m thankful for that. It was a job I took out of necessity and well, desperation I guess, not passion (HUGE lesson learned here!). I struggled each day with the work I was doing and the fact that I hated it and sacrificed spending time with my son. Things were out of balance. I felt it in my mind, my heart, my whole body.

Time to make new plans, I thought. What was it that I truly wanted out of life? My career? Partnership? Motherhood? I had no clue. I was stuck. I was and still am lost because I’m so out of my comfort zone, I get paralyzed, don’t know how to cope and often complaining is my default behaviour (sorry husband-to-be).

Here’s the deal: Blowing out of your comfort zone can be life changing and you really do become what you believe, so I guess I’m just going to have to have faith in knowing I am responsible for the changes I seek out. The person I want to become, the new plans I hope to make, valuing the time I have with my son, my spouse, my friends, my (hopefully) soon-to-be job. Quit the bitching, complaining, poor-me mentality, count my blessings and just grab my future by the balls and go with it. After all, I have to do it, no one else will do it for me.

It’s time for change and to make a plan…for new plans.

Motherlucker

Adventures in Potty Training

Last month we launched The Motherlucking Truth so we could share, drink and laugh at the good, the bad and the messiest of parenting experiences. Turns out nothing says messy like potty training and we want to hear about your experience with it Motherluckers! Tell us…

October 11, 2017
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Parenting

What Happened In Vegas

Vegas. This week that word means something totally different than it usually does. It’s hard not to feel a little helpless these days, between natural disasters, terrorism, and seemingly ever-present violence I can’t help but feel extremely lucky, grateful.. and kind of lost. I…

October 4, 2017
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JOMO: The Joy Of Missing Out

“I’ll see you tomorrow at Jake’s birthday,” I casually commented to one of the moms after preschool last Friday. “Oh, I can’t be bothered to rush to the toy store to buy some stupid piece of plastic for a kid I hardly know and then plan my…

October 3, 2017
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Postpartum

Old Life/ New Life

I’m the mom of an amazing four-year old boy. I love him more than I could use words to describe here. I want to bottle his laugh. Soak up his spirt. I’m in awe of his curiosity and imagination. I melt when he tells…

September 12, 2017
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Food

Snacks Of Summer

Summer is in full swing at our house, meaning two things: Each morning starts with battling my toddler over ‘sunscream’ application. I hear “Can I have a popsicle?” at least twenty times a day. She literally just asked if she could have a popsicle…

August 30, 2017
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Keeping Up With The Dress Up

When I was growing up, we all jammed into the back of a station wagon, seatbelts-be-damned, and we were lucky if our parents actually came to a complete stop in front of the school at drop off. One of my best friend’s moms was…

August 28, 2017
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Parenting

Keeping Score

I read an article the other day about the invisible work mothers do. It was a very real excerpt from a woman about why we so often feel overwhelmed and I sat there and ugly cried. Why? Because it’s a reminder that I’m not…

August 24, 2017
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Food

Vegging Out

Magical Grilled Veggie wands!  I am always looking for creative ways to get my son to eat more vegetables. These grilled veggie skewers make zucchinis look a little more exciting to a toddler and are an easy recipe to bring to a summer BBQ.…

August 22, 2017
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Food

The Hangry Games

Summertime is my favorite. No alarms and no homework, it’s bliss. However, it also means this mommy is responsible for feeding these little monsters ALL freakin day long. How much can a kid eat? A hell of a lot evidently. Geesh! So here’s a…

August 21, 2017