As I neared the end of my pregnancy with Gavin, I wanted to ensure that Cameron would still be getting entertainment and stimulation and special Cameron-only activities. I signed him up for a few programs that were to start a few weeks before my due date. Specifically, I had him enrolled in a program at…
Cameron
Imagine Life Instead
Truthfully? Things have been tough lately. Today marks the start of Gavin’s seventh week on earth and Dan’s third week back at work. The transition to full-time solo-parenting between the hours of nine and five would be a tough transition for anyone, but we’ve been faced with a slightly more challenging scenario. As I type…
The Love of a Mother
I love my kids. I love them from the moment I first find out that I am pregnant. I love them the second they are placed in my arms after birth. From the instant they enter my life, they are loved by me. But there is a moment – one distinct moment that I have experienced…
The Tweetest Thing: A Birth Story
Here is my confession: I don’t like reading Birth Stories. I love the actual story, but when written down they tend to get long and wordy before they start getting interesting. While I’m at it, I might as well admit something else: After going through hours of labour, the memory of my birthing experiences always seem…
Never Easy
I can only describe that moment as chaotic. There I was, standing in the middle of my messy kitchen, the dishwasher open and half-filled to my left, a family room ahead of me with empty toy boxes and toys strewn everywhere. My husband was resting on the couch, my baby boy was stirring in his…
Ambiguity
Seventeen years ago. I was a nine year old little girl unbelievably excited about something special. My Mom was having another baby. I was much older than Cameron was so I understood that it would take time for this new little baby to grow inside my mother. I knew when she was due and I counted…
Anti-Gravity
As my belly has grown larger and my pregnant days continue to tick off, gravity seems to be my worst enemy. Everything seems heavier. I have never been so conscious of the natural phenomenon that attracts my body to the center of the earth as when I am pregnant. I have never been more aware…
Not At My Best
I don’t know what changed. A due date is really no different than any other day late in pregnancy. But since my due date passed, I have hit a wall. A switch has been thrown and I seem to have reached a breaking point. I don’t need this baby to be born right now. I…
Caught Unprepared
“I am pretty sure this is just your body getting ready to go into labour,” my husband said, standing at the threshold to our bedroom. “I sure hope not,” I moaned. “I would much rather my body prepare itself by giving me energy to get everything ready.” I was laying in bed, 37 weeks pregnant,…
And Then There Were Two
I am experiencing this pregnancy so differently from my first. When I was first pregnant with Cameron, everything was new. The hope contained within my body was the promise of a family. Mommy. Daddy. Child. Every moment was spent dreaming about this little life that would bless us with his presence within a few months….
Problems Communicating
We officially have a two-year-old. Thankfully, we appear to be avoiding the “terrible two” stage so far. Our boy is generally quite pleasant and happy. He certainly knows how to throw a tantrum, and he understands when he is misbehaving, but these are “qualities” that we still see quite rarely. One morning recently, Cameron woke up happily…
