In my little world, self-care is often one of the first things to fall by the wayside when life gets hectic. And just to be clear, when I say “self-care” I don’t mean yoga or meditation or trips to the spa (because let’s face it, I don’t do those things anyway) — I mean basic things […]
Last fall, Justin and I took an infant first aid course with the other parents from our prenatal group. It was the first time we’d all gotten together in months; between jobs, family commitments and the not-so-small detail that we all had newborns, life had inevitably gotten in the way. As it does. At any rate, we were all excited to see one another and marvel at how the babies had grown.
At the end of the class, someone suggested we take a group picture.
This picture will make sense when you read the article. Also: we legit own this shirt. Yep. I feel like I spend more time these days trying to promote my stuff (and also figure out how to promote my stuff) than I do writing. It turns out there’s a lot of hustle involved in trying […]
The pressure to digitally share Every. Single. Moment. of our lives (or of our kids’ lives, because as mothers we’re required to define ourselves by our children) is symptomatic of a culture in which motherhood has become a competitive spectator sport, and in which we’re expected to constantly offer up our lives for the enjoyment and judgement of others. You know, to see whether we’re living up to the impossible standard that’s been laid out for us. And mostly to conclude that we aren’t.
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 alluded to this topic briefly in a previous post, and you’ve probably forgotten about it, but I thought I’d still write about it just in case you haven’t. Plus I want to, and we do what we want around here (provided “what we want” doesn’t involve sleeping). A few months ago, just before I had my first […]
Once the small one’s due date had come and gone, one of the midwives at the clinic recommended having acupuncture to see if that would start the labour process moving. Now, if you know me well, you probably know that I have a strong, bordering on curmudgeonly, preference for conventional Western medicine, and don’t tend to go in […]
The small one is now six months old (!), and lately she’s been grabbing hold of things pretty tightly: toys, the remote control, and inconvenient body parts (seriously, kiddo, hands off the goods!). Unsurprisingly, my hair has been a favourite. I’ve had long hair for most of my adult life, with the exception of a few […]
If you found me via my piece on Scary Mommy, welcome! I’m so excited to have you here, and for us to get to know one another. One thing I’ve learned in the past year is that parenthood can be all-consuming. It’s undeniable that from the moment those two little lines fade in, life begins to […]
“Look at her kick those legs! She’s going to be a dancer when she grows up!” It’s innocent enough, and I know it’s mostly just a way to make conversation, but it’s really starting to irk me. I think it has to do with the sexist assumptions embedded in these kinds of statements. “Dancer.” Not once has […]