Holistic Mommy

We have just gone two weeks of spring break (yes, spring break around here is two weeks long) and we did it! Exactly what I had envisioned: low tech and sticking to a normal weekly budget. The first week she was with her Dad. I spent every single day outdoors, ski instructing. The second week she was with mama. It was laid back and wholesome to the point that it is a stretch for me to pull out actual memories or stories of what we did. To prepare, I stocked up on good spring break food (thanks to the clearance shelf at our local health food store), we went over the things she wanted to do for spring break beforehand and then, I wrote her ideas down . Writing her big ideas and aspirations is important in keeping her focused and on track with her hopes and dreams (of course I don't tell her I am doing this). This is one of many parenting techniques I've adapted to get her through the tech era (which is quite intentionally sucking the living daylights out of our future work forc

We're staying home for spring break. Chilling out in the backyard. Old skool. Initially, I had my eye on a week long ski camp for her. I wanted her to get out skiing with kids her age and adults that aren't her Mom. (Ya okay, so I work at the hill... But I'd throw her in with another instructor and go skiing/snowboarding on my own.) Today however, I made the decision to lay low. I am actually enrolled in a certificate program learning about the neuroscience of resonance and effects of empathy on the brain. The effects of hours upon hours of offering and receiving this work with other students over the past seven months, have been so clearing that my life has restructured. Earlier this week, I let go of the program to let my cells reintegrate. And today? I let go of the ski camp. An inner knowing said take a big step back and enjoy the fruits of your labour, let everything settle in my cells and enjoy my new, healthy normal... So... Letting go of survival and financial stre

She has been asking for parkour lessons. What does my little kiddo need parkour lessons for? She is parkour (actually closer to free running but I will get to that). A constant mover and thinker who has never moved through space in a straight line, I proceed to tune her out as goes on about how she can't move forward in life without lessons. I reminisce back to her flipping through the handrails at SkyTrain stations, somersaulting over rails at bus stops (with all the onlookers who getting a kick out of watching her). I visualize the long hang kip's (I had to look that up) on the bars at parks, the double pirouette she mastered this year and the triple she did at school. I go back to the bouldering camp she participated in when she was eight, the rock face she climbed on the last day in Squamish and the transferring of those skills to other surfaces in our day to day life. I recall her three years in gymnastics and how we have been active and outdoors everyday of her life. I c