“We have been to Build-A-Bear twice and we still don’t have a bear!” my husband said as we walked out of the mall on Thursday evening. It is true. We first went to Build-A-Bear a short time after Gavin was born. It was part of our attempt to treat Cameron a little special now that he…
Kid Gear
Mommy Gets Fluffy
Before having a baby, I was pretty sure that I wasn’t going to go out of my way to make my kid organic. I may have even rolled my eyes at the Crunchy-Mom-type who treats high-fructose corn syrup like poison, who puts flax in her kid’s birthday cake, who refuse to purchase Johnson & Johnson…
Sensitive Instinct
Some people come to me for advice. I try to keep my mouth shut unless asked, but sometimes I just can’t help it. If I have been there, done that, then I often feel the need to share what I have learned. One of my most prized pieces of advice really isn’t advice at all….
Riding in Planes with Boys
We have done the long, 1778 km trek to my in-law’s three times since Cameron has been born. The first time we drove. Straight. Through. Halifax to Saint John to Toronto. That equates to more than 21 hours of driving, not including stops for food and fuel and bodily needs. Picture us, Nursing Mom, New…
O o O o O
Last night, I found myself cradling a box of banana flavoured Cheerios, stuffing my hand in, grabbing fistfuls and popping each Cheerio into my mouth one by one. All of a sudden, I kind of felt like my son. I don’t normally find myself stuffing my face with Cheerios, but last night I was feeling particularly not…
Too Many Choices: Convertible Car Seats
I am indecisive. I may say that I like to have options to choose from, but in reality, I do not do well with many choices. Ask my husband. He will tell you how annoying it is to sit with me at a restaurant while I have to read the menu over word for word…
