Motherhood Confessionals – Last Call!

Do you make your kids eat a healthy breakfast, while you yourself scarf down a doughnut?

Do you ever hide when eating candy or a chocolate bar so you don’t have to share with your kids?

Do you ever plunk your kids in front of the TV so you can get a 30 minute cat nap on the couch?

Have you ever been out and had your kid have a major diaper blowout, only to realize you forgot to pack extras?

Did have difficulty bonding with your child from the beginning?

Mother’s never talk about how they’ve messed up, the shortcuts they take to get through the day, their secret shames, their failures or their breakdowns. Here’s the thing though…we all go through it on some level or another. Nobody is perfect, no matter how much they try to make you think they are.

I truly believe that we as Moms are too hard on ourselves and need to stop putting so much pressure on ourselves. In case you haven’t heard of my proposed “Motherhood Confessionals” post, I’m planning to post ANONYMOUS confessions sent in my Moms (or Dads!) so that we can all read them and say “Hey, I’m normal. Everybody goes through stuff like this, and it isn’t anything to be ashamed of!”.

I’m hoping to start writing it and putting it together on Thursday September 12th, so this would be your last call to submit a confession. It can be anything – big, small, funny, shameful, embarrassing, stressful, etc.

All of the confessions will be posted in a random order, and completely anonymously so there is no way to be able to see who sent what. If you’ve put in anything I think would be an identifier (Ex. if on your blog you always refer to your child as “Moon Pie”, and that name was included in your confession I will edit that to say “Child/son/daughter” to make it less identifiable).

So this is it – last call for confessions! I’d love to have a big selection to choose from, so please I’d love it if you contributed. You can contact me on the Suggestions/Ideas section of my blog, or by private message on How to Ruin a Toddler’s Day on Facebook.

Thank you so much to everyone who has contributed so far. Imagine how great it will feel to read these and realize you’re completely normal, and doing an amazing job!



To the Dads with daughters.

To all the Dads of little girls. You know who you are. You may not always be the enforcer, or the rule-maker. You may not always be the one who keeps track of when the kids need a bath, or when their last poop was. You definitely don’t like to change those poopy diapers if you can get away with passing them along (I mean, who can blame you? I try to pass them off on someone else, too!). Yes, sometimes the easiest default answer is, and always will be “go ask your mother”. That’s how it was when I was growing up.

And as those daughters get older, there will always be those topics that you are uncomfortable with. Their first period, (“Dad, can you go buy me some tampons?” – Oh my poor father…) Sex. Boyfriends. Body image issues. The first time they want to wear a bikini. Who wants to think of their little baby girl doing things that don’t make her a little girl any longer?

But there’s something really special about a Dad of daughters. It’s the memories you make with us. It’s the way you are able to instill such confidence and self-worth in us just with your smile and approval. It’s the way you teach us, by how you treat us, that we are worthy of and can achieve anything in the world.  That’s why it ‘s so important that you are active and a part of our lives. That you include us, hug us, teach us, encourage us, and love us.

You’re the ones who let us dance on your toes at weddings. The ones who let us have a little extra bit of ice cream even though Mom has said we’ve had enough. The ones who, when Mom wasn’t around to enforce the rules, would let us stay up past our bedtime just to play one more game, or read one more book. You’re the parent we would complain to when “Mom just doesn’t understand what it’s like!!!!”.

So here’s to the Dad who now has a bad back because he didn’t have the heart to say no when their kid asked for a horsey ride.


Here’s to the Dad who takes the time to teach us all of the important things in life, like how to be the master of Super Mario.


To the Dad who braves the worst snow storm of the year, just to see you smile and say “Wow!” as you experience the vast amount of white fluffy stuff.


To the Dad who knows better than Mom. Who knows that a box isn’t something to throw away. It’s a thing to make a fort for the day.


To the Dad who knows, that just because you’re the girliest girl in the world, it doesn’t mean that he can’t teach you to have an appreciation for his favorite team.


And to the Dad who raised the best father a girl could ask for, and then became a Great- Granddad. You’ve done more in your time here than you can know. She’s a lucky girl to get to sit on your lap and play with the “woof woof”. Thank you for being you.


You Dads make more of an impact on our lives than you could ever imagine. You’re the rock that we need when we’re feeling down on ourselves, or need someone to talk to. You’re the ones we rely on to teach us how to throw a ball, curse at a hockey game (at the appropriate moments), and how to be unafraid to take on challenges. The relationship we form with you, as daughters, will be the benchmark. How others treat us will depend on how you treat us, and the confidence you instill in ourselves.

Treat us well, but not as though we are delicate and incapable. Encourage us in our strengths and help us work through our challenges with conviction. Skip a playoff game to go to a ballet recital – seeing your face in the crowd cheering us on will be a memory etched in our hearts for a lifetime. Be present. Give us confidence in our bodies and our brain. Teach us the value of critical thinking, and not bending to social pressures. Stand up for what is right, so we can see your strength. It will give us strength in turn.

Above all else, tell us every day that you love us, and we will do our best to show you every day just how loved you are in return.

To the Dads with daughters – thank you.

You’re doing just fine. 🙂