"And every day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling, “This is important! And this is important! And this is important! You need to worry about this! And this! And this!”

 

And each day, it’s up to you to yank your hand back, put it on your heart and say, “No. This is what’s important.”

- Iain Thomas

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We write content to keep you conscious.  Our blogs are meant to inspire, to get you questioning the status quo, to look inside yourself with compassion, curiousity and a whole lot of laughter.  

 

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May 27, 2018

Rachel and I have been doing a lot of introspection lately, figuring out what our message is and what we want to contribute to the world through Unlearning SuperMom.  

I am growing my awareness of my own privilege as a white, middle-class, cis-genderd woman and how I have been contributing to systems of oppression.  And the more I learn, the more I notice how easy it would be to sink into my white fragility, avoid the problem and just stay out of the conversation.  But silence isn’t a neutral response, it’s a negative response.

So we’re in this middle space of knowing we need to shut the hell up, listen,...

February 20, 2018

Here’s how representation works - we get exposed to media, images, and stories and it unconsciously impacts our behavior, thoughts, and belief systems.  A year ago after reading “Shrill” by Lindy West, I filled my Instagram feed with plus-size models.  Now I care less about losing weight, and more about making sure my eyebrows look good (#redirection, but I digress).

Representation is why after binge-watching 8 seasons of “Shameless,” I’m a significantly better parent.  Let me ‘splain.

I’m scared for my kids all the time.  All the time!  I’m scared that they’re going to get bullied.  I’m scared they’re going t...

January 20, 2018

It's very easy to fall into the pull of the New Year's resolution.  The self-improvement energy of the new year is incredibly enticing with all of the gym membership ads, and the commercials reminding me what I could be doing to “be better.”  My SuperMom tells me, “Oh yes, you should definitely set some new goals for 2018 and make a plan and start working on those.  If you’re not moving forward, what are you doing?”  

Well, eff that.  

*Note: my only official New Year’s resolution this year......mmm......actually every year, is to swear less.  Let’s see how long this lasts.

You know what’s m...

November 4, 2017

For as long as I can remember I’ve understood that we don’t give money to homeless people because they’re just going to use it to buy drugs.  So when I would be approached on the street, I would turn away and keep walking.

I’ve only just realized this is bullshit.  So much of this perspective is bullshit actually, but I’m just going to focus on one piece.

So what if they use the money to buy drugs?!!  I don’t follow-up with my friend to make sure she’s using that ugly purse I gave her for her birthday 4 years ago.

It doesn’t matter what they do with it, my job in this is just to give what I can.  

Open-hearted....

October 5, 2017

Buying a house, how many activities to put the kids' in, and what to do for the next birthday party/holiday.

Those three.  Almost like clockwork, we have the same conversations multiple times a year.  And while the topic changes, at the core it's actually just one conversation.

The world says we should do <insert thing>.  We feel compelled to do said thing, but as soon as we sit down and talk it out we realize it's not the right fit for us.  

And even after all of the times we’ve had these conversations, we still come back to them.  And we probably always will.  


 

1. Buying a house

The world tells...

September 5, 2017

I’m having lunch with two really great friends - all three of us working moms in our mid/late thirties.  One of my friends has twins (read “saint”), and the other is pregnant with her second.  We look as tired as we are, discussing our lives, the great moments and the hard moments, while eating overpriced salads in the pretentious downtown Vancouver restaurant.

It’s The Grind.  At least that’s what G and I call it,”  my friend says, explaining how she and her husband have labelled this time in our lives.  And we nod along, as you do when someone is speaking a deep truth.

The Grind

When I tell people...

At Unlearning SuperMom, we normally try to stay away from giving advice because we know that what works for one person won’t necessarily work for another.  However, in this case we’re making an exception.  After talking to hundreds of women we’re realizing that the “My husband doesn’t do even CLOSE to the amount of stuff I do” complaint is incredibly common, and a fundamental trigger for bringing out our inner SuperMom.  We can’t tell you how many times we’ve heard a mom talking about how overwhelmed she is, and then in the same breath griping about how easy it is for her husband to relax.  

We...

July 12, 2017

Aunt (pr. ant)

Noun

The sister of one’s father or mother or the wife of one’s uncle; informally, an unrelated older woman friend, especially of a child. Super informally, the lady your kids seem to love more than you some days.

I’m the trouble stirring, child excitin’, ball of mayhem that descends upon your otherwise well-oiled routine of a household. I bring spoiling and laughter and none of the consequence.

I am your child’s aunt.

I think my sisters have come to realize, though, that I’m a supplement to this crazy life you call parenting.

Because it takes a village, right? Even if it’s just the village lunatic a...

July 4, 2017

It’s around 11:30 pm on a Tuesday, and I’m standing in the Urgent Care waiting room holding my sleeping, 50 lb 4-year-old. We’ve been there since about 9:00 pm, and I’ve survived hours of him wailing (not an overly dramatic word selection, it was definitely wailing), thrashing around, and writhing in pain from an earache. We took trips outside, made headbands from ice packs, looked at the fish, sang songs, watched a show, and everything I could think of to distract him (mostly unsuccessfully). He’s finally asleep, fully conked out with his head on my shoulder, feet dangling loosely at my sides. I pay the fro...

June 15, 2017

When she was born, I was going through a rough time in my life. My marriage was shaky, my very best friend had dumped me, and I was both anxious and depressed. Bad combination. But then SHE came into my world and my heart just exploded into life. The fog lifted and I couldn't wait to wake up every day and to dress her up and take her out. To show her the world. Every day was beautiful. I'd never felt so in love and loved, so needed. I had so much purpose. All other relationships took a back seat to my child. She was the sweetest little thing. Soft cries. Big smiles. And as she grew she just got better.  Funn...

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