Emily Feret

01/24/2025

I did the dishes ✅
I wiped down the counters ✅
I swept the floors
I mopped ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this

I managed homework ✅
Made dinner ✅
Put bandaids on ouchies ✅
Snuggled ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this

I folded laundry ✅
I ordered groceries ✅
I paid bills ✅
I checked in on friends ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this

I cleaned for hours ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this

I took care of my kids ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this

I worked really, unbelievably hard today ✅

And my bedroom still looks like this 💙

01/23/2025

HATE IS TAUGHT.
SEXISM IS TAUGHT.
HOMOPHOBIA IS TAUGHT.
RACISM IS TAUGHT.

But that also means…

LOVE IS TAUGHT.
INCLUSION IS TAUGHT.
KINDNESS IS TAUGHT.
EMPATHY IS TAUGHT.

01/23/2025

I AM NOT A SHORT ORDER COOK!

I swore up and down BEFORE I ever had kids that they would eat what I cooked and that was that. There would be no separate meals and we would all sit down together and eat what I cooked.

But then I got married to a man who works a lot, and has late hours. And then I had two kids. And you know what I am now?

A short order cook.

A lesson that you absolutely cannot predict what kind of parent you will actually be and I dare to say that you will probably be doing the opposite of what you say you will.

Tonight the menu was: sloppy joes

I instantly heard a groan from my six year old. Sloppy joes have been lately a hit or miss for her. She asked if she could have hot dogs instead

My first reaction was “heck no, I cooked this and you are going to eat it”

But I took a breath and thought…. Is it really a big deal if she has a hot dog?…

Of course it’s not. And so I nuked couple dogs in the microwave.

How many times as an adult have you been served a dinner and well… did not like it? Or, made yourself a meal and halfway through realized that you have suddenly lost the taste for whatever it was

You box it up or throw it away and make yourself something new.

Kids deserve the same respect. Maybe they are having an off day. Maybe they thought they wanted something and have changed their mind halfway through. Maybe they just do not feel like having a sloppy joe

They aren’t being wasteful or defiant (sometimes they are but not all the time) Maybe they are just little people that have their own needs and desires that they are unable to meet themselves right now.

I’m not saying you have to make a separate meal for every family member, but maybe allow substitutions, or, even better (I’m going to start doing this) have the kids help plan the weekly menus and help make dinner!

Also, we do not eat all together. Rarely. We sometimes eat in front of the TV or iPad. And I usually make a different meal for my husband and I that we eat after the kids go to bed.

How your family eats and gathers is going to look different for everyone, and that’s ok.

Your family is fed, and that’s what matters.

01/22/2025

Our trip to Costco today!

01/22/2025

Sometimes I wish my brain was the type of brain that helped my snack drawer be organized with aesthetic plastic containers

But, it’s not

I Wish my brain didn’t forget that I had already bought bread…

But it’s not

I wish sometimes I was naturally organized and didn’t have to shove past three condiments to reach some lunch meat

But I am not

And so this is my fridge.
It’s not pleasant to the eye.
The theme is chaos.
Yet, somehow I know where everything is

Society would want me to be embarrassed

But I am not.

01/21/2025

My latest substack post!

https://open.substack.com/pub/emilyferet/p/where-is-all-the-snow?r=2qjq94&utm_medium=ios

01/21/2025

Im still learning to navigate Facebook- so for people who follow me- who enjoys more one video day type of pages or just post randomly as much as I want type of pag? 🤣

01/21/2025

When your house 🏡 cannot keep up with the -27 windchill outside

01/21/2025

Brrrrr

01/21/2025

LISTEN IT DOES NOT GET MORE SAD THAN THIS SCENE RIGHT HERE (maybe Mufasa)

01/21/2025

It’s not dishes in the sink
It’s more than that

It’s taking temperatures, figuring out medicine doses and trying every trick you can to get your kids to take medicine all while you feel like crap yourself

It’s reading books at bed time -“one more momma”

It’s not laziness

It’s reading a book yourself because you can’t remember the last time you held a book that wasn’t Dr. Seuss

It’s writing a poem, because you used to all the time, and you want to see if you’ve still got it

It’s not dishes in the sink
It’s not laziness
It’s not failure
It’s not something you have to apologize for when your friend drops by

What I hope for you is the freedom to forget sometimes that those dishes are even there.
That you are so busy and wrapped up,
So Lost- in doing things you love that you glance over at the sink
And think

Well that can wait
And then I hope you let it

01/21/2025

It’s time for my weekly grocery haul!

01/20/2025

To all my friends here in the q***r community - I want you to know you are worthy. I am glad you exist. 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

01/20/2025

I found myself shouting from the sidelines “Honey, they are guarding YOU now” watching as my six year old, not recognizing she had switched from defense to offense, was waving her arms guarding the opponent who was also ….guarding her. Mirror images of each other, hands up.

She had a double header and there were two girls out sick, so the four girls who were there had to play with no breaks.

All things considered, they played really well. But I recognized myself out there on the court in her. I saw the familiar lankiness and awkward movements. I felt bad almost for a moment. The way she stopped and chatted with her teammates, not noticing the ball bouncing past her.

A “sorry kid, you got that from me- can’t wait for the band concerts” kind of thing

But then a ball bounced right off a girls head, and she started to cry. And my daughter went straight over and put her arm around the girl. I don’t think she even knows her that well. Asked if she was ok. Rubbed her back. When they took a quick break she made sure to sit right next to her and comforted her.

It also reminded me of myself. When in soccer a girl on the opposing team fell and I offered her a hand.

I’m not sure what my kid will do once sports stop being “just for fun” and start to turn more competitive- but when I see her actions on the court…

When I hear her teacher tell me how she has empathy for her friends and fellow students

I realize

We have already won 💙

01/19/2025

01/19/2025

Entire US right now

01/19/2025

I honestly cannot believe it happened