GUILT TRIP

A scenario: Your three-year-old is acting like a crazy and completely intolerable human being, dishing out physical and mental abuse at every opportunity, and being whinier than a Beyoncé song (sorry, had to). You reach your max and officially have zero fucks left to give by 7pm. The final straw? He throws a converter at…

GOOD MORNING

I hear my name. It’s early and I shudder. I look at the clock and instantly regret the decision to stay up late writing. The yells get louder as I scramble to haul on a top. (See, whenever I rush into his room topless, I have to field about 800 questions about boobies, which inevitably…

THE THREENAGER

At some point every day, without rhyme or reason, my son goes from his fun-loving tickle-monster self to some kind of multiple-personality villain, or as my husband likes to refer to it as: being a little prick. Let’s see here… Defiance, rebellion, incessant whining. Taunting, scheming and little white lies. Random acts of violence, dramatic…

YOU KNOW YOU’RE A TORONTO MAMA WHEN…

Whether she’s pushing a stroller, pulling a wagon, bike-chauffeuring or wearing her little one in a sling, when a Toronto mama passes one of her own kind as she makes her way down the busy city streets, expect a warm smile or a knowing nod; after all, we are all in this together.  We know the…

REBEL MAMA REAL TALK PT. THREE

Well ladies, this is the third edition and I can easily commit to doing these for decades if our tribe continues to serve us the straight goods. For those who don’t know, REBEL MAMA REAL TALK is a compilation of excerpts plucked right out of our community of Rebels, and is the most honest and…

THANKS, BUT NO THANKS: ADDRESSING THE OVER-GIFTING EPIDEMIC

Clutter. Mess. STUFF.  Those who know me, know that I can’t focus on a damn thing if my home isn’t tidy to the standards of a boutique hotel. In actual fact, that’s the feeling I like to evoke around here. Minus the room service (although it would be a nice touch). But beyond the fact that…

A BIRTHDAY WISH

Just about three years ago, I walked down my new neighbourhood street, looked down at my full-term belly, and tried to imagine a little boy in a baseball cap walking beside me, possibly holding my hand… maybe singing a song. What would he be like? What would we be like?  Oscars debut into the world,…

TO E.R. OR NOT TO E.R.

By Natasha Tsagogeorgas We’ve all been there. It’s 2am, your baby is awake and has a fever of 39. You gave her Advil 2 hours ago, and she still feels warm.  You get anxious. You Google. You get more anxious. You ask The Rebels for advice. A couple of them suggest taking your baby to ER…

IN SOLIDARITY WITH SWEARY MOMS

By: Anjum Khan “…ssssshit”‘. I stopped dead in my tracks. Did I hear that right? “Aria, what did you say?” I look over at my 15-month-old who had just dropped my set of keys and there it was again, “ssshit, shit, SHIT!” She enunciated with more and more emphasis each time she said it. My…

THE O.G. REBEL BABY TURNS THREE. THE REBEL MAMA CRIES.

For the past three years, I’ve written something in the days after Beau’s birthday to reflect on the preceding 365 days and I’m not breaking the trend now. Last year I wrote because I was scared. I was one month out (to the day) from my c-section with Rebel Baby 2.0 (a.k.a. Rocco) and I…

A LETTER TO MY SON ON INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY

By Meg Broadbent My precious boy, I want to tell you about how you came into the world. But first, before you, there was another. He is gone now. He grew inside of me and I loved him. Then something happened and he was taken away. He changed the way I saw myself, the way…

POTTY TRAINING: DON’T BOTHER.

If you want my advice on potty training, here it is: DON’T BOTHER. Yes! Free yourselves! Fuck the books! Fuck the advice! Fuck the “well mine was potty trained at 9months” show-boaters! Fuck ‘em all! You know why? Because if you do it my way, your kid will literally do all the work for you….