Conversation #2: in which I contemplate tandem breastfeeding and also crack myself up with ridiculous puns involving my boobs.
We’ve been having a lot of those days lately. You know those days? The ones you never thought you’d have — not in your relationship, which is exciting and stable and passionate and loving — but then you got married and had kids and jobs and dinners to make and litter boxes to clean and just […]
As I mentioned in my last post, Justin’s on vacation this week (yaaaaay!), which has not only kicked off a festival of retro mushroom-inclusive recipes, but also provided a chance to recharge and spend some much-needed family time. And some equally-needed alone time: I spent a babyless day in Vancouver, and he’s spent two snowboarding in […]
I’ve been in a winning mood these past six years. Lots of people are lucky like we are, but not many get a moment like the one we had that day. The way we met may as well be listed in the dictionary under “meet cute.” It has all the elements: an over-the-top event, a chance encounter … […]
There it is. A memory of single life, sneaking up on me when I least expect it. It isn’t a specific memory – mostly just a feeling, really. Strange but familiar, and not unwelcome. Sometimes I think I need these moments. Justin was sick today. Well, he was sick last night, and then all day […]
I’m sorry I missed our anniversary. Ten years is a long time. I still remember the day we met: the crowded room; the noise and clamouring for attention; and you, glaring at me from one corner. You seemed – how do I put this delicately – high maintenance, and I knew right away you were the […]
Supporting myself with one arm on the cat tree, I bent down, scooped some kibbles from the bag and dropped them in her dish.
That’s when I peed myself. Something else they don’t tell you about.
What followed can only be described as a full-on meltdown.