Mental Health Awareness Month: The Silent Load Carried by Mothers,
Mental Health Awareness Month, conversations around emotional well-being become louder, more intentional, and more visible.


We’re excited to be interviewing a BC dad this week. James Smith is a busy Dad in North Vancouver, BC. On top of his day job as a Social Media Strategist, he’s a Dad Blogger at SocialDad.ca, photographer, and lover of the outdoors. Originally from England, he moved to Canada in 2013 and adores his time either in the forest or the mountains. If you’re looking for some great insight and a couple of tips like what to get Dad for Father’s Day check out his blog and follow him on Instagram!
I’d say it’s finding my patience. Sometimes it’s hard to keep calm and remember that there’s so much going on in a child’s brain and body. They’re learning new emotions, behaviours, and consequences all the time so I have to give her room to develop without too many restrictions. Of course, that makes it hard to achieve what I need to do, but the limits on my day (timelines, work stress, adult life) are too abstract for her, so I need to be patient and understand her point of view too.
Seeing the world from my daughter’s point of view. It’s exciting again to look at bugs, to pick up leaves, and to try and figure out how the world works. She was asking me at breakfast if bugs have bones. It sounds like we’re going to have a weekend full of looking things up.
When my daughter shows true compassion or kindness.
To have to keep saying no to play dates and being at the park, especially when she sees other kids doing it.
Spending time outside, either in the forest, the mountains or by the sea. It’s really the only way I can reset.
Want to get to know more BC Parents? Check out Holly Conway and Carlie Parkinson.
Mental Health Awareness Month, conversations around emotional well-being become louder, more intentional, and more visible.

The Messy Reality of Infancy I was standing in my kitchen with Baby Z on my hip when I felt it. Warm and immediate. The consistency was unmistakable. Liquidy poop, dripping down my leg. It was another unsuccessful attempt at elimination communication, the practice of trying to respond to a baby’s cues to avoid diapers…

Capacity fluctuates depending on the day. Some days you feel steady and capable.
