I have combined all the knowledge gathered in 6 years of field research into one parenting book. Made available for free on frenchtouchmom.com. Just for you.
Yup, that sums it all.
February 3, 2016
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November 30, 2012
So lately the interwebs has been abuzz with talks of “mommy porn”. Hum, sounds catchy doesn’t it? Juxtaposing mommy and porn seems edgy for journalists apparently. For the sole purpose of shedding some light for our few readers here I shamelessly purchased a copy of the famous (or infamous) Fifty Shades of Grey, and because I’m a good friend, I got a copy for our very own Laure so she can write her own review here too!
September 17, 2012
In my line of work, non-violent communication is key, as is the art of listening. In my home, with two kids and very busy days, I sometimes have a hard time applying what I’ve been practicing at work. I’ve found myself shouting at my eldest a lot more these days. As the French would put it, I “râle”! Râler is a verb that covers a wide spectrum of complaining behaviours, and is used a lot by the French!
While we try our best at home to deal in a non-threatening way with our toddler’s tantrums and meltdowns, it has been more challenging in the past few months. Because I love researching, I’ve been reading a lot about non-violent communication with kids and positive discipline. I’m not always completely convinced by the books I read, because the people who write them seem to all have compliant and angelic children, not exactly the model I have… I have more of a spirited child, with a very strong will and little patience. Dang! Continue Reading →
September 7, 2012
In France, just about like anywhere else, people usually shower new parents with gifts for their first baby. You get all the “adorable” bibs your great-aunt Greta knit herself, the little booties, onesies and other “cute” stuff people love to buy for babies. This gift-giving usually happens after the baby is born and is a way for people to gain access to your home or your hospital room to see and coo over the baby while trying desperately to figure out who the baby looks like the most (Uncle Roger, Grandpa Maurice or the mailman, you pick…).
When I moved to Canada and found out I was expecting my first, my coworkers got really excited about organizing a “baby shower”. Continue Reading →
September 4, 2012
The whole time I was expecting, I knew what to expect. I had read the book. But what happened after that was kind of… fuzzy.
One thing I knew for certain, though, was how my day to day decisions would be crucial in shaping my kids’ personality.
Turns out, babies are are born with their own personality.
August 20, 2012
When I heard about the book Bringing Up Bébé, by Pamela Druckerman, my immediate thought was: “uh…parenting children the French way? Really? Aren’t you afraid they’re going to turn into French adults?”.
In case you haven’t heard about this book, in a nutshell, it is about an American journalist who becomes a mother in Paris. When she realizes how well behaved French kids are, she does what she does best. She investigates.
I bought the book because I was dying to know: how do real French moms raise their kids?
July 27, 2012
Living in Vancouver means dreading rainy weekends. With a very active toddler, it can be hard to get through a dreary day without any meltdowns. We usually spend a lot of our rainy days visiting Science World or the Aquarium, where there is space for kids to run about and fun things to do and see. Recently, I took to crafting with the little passenger (especially this year as summer took a while to appear…) I would not consider myself a master crafter (Nolwenn is the artist here!) but I do enjoy dabbling with paint, glue, scissors and the such so it didn’t take much to get me excited about doing arts and crafts with my kid. It was also a great way for us to spend some time together, when he can get my full attention as we work away on a project. With a little brother taking up a lot of my time, it was a nice way to reconnect.
June 29, 2012
Shortly after Lil’ Kiddo was born, I had to come to the realization that I wasn’t enjoying my time with baby as much as I had with Big Kiddo. Here is my story on how bringing up my feelings to my doctor helped me feel the magic the second time around.