We moved a lot when I was a kid. By “a lot”, I mean we averaged a move a year. We lived in everything from apartments to mobile homes to houses. From two streets over to across town to across the state for two months one summer and then right back to the very house…
Home
In Limbo
I keep opening the wrong drawers. I have checklists for my realtor, for the mortgage broker, for what needs to be packed for storage and what needs to be packed for the immediate future, and I think I have everything together — except I can’t find my underwear. My dresser has been organized in the…
When You Just Know
Editor’s Note: I am going to try to stay out of these posts as much as possible, however, I have to step in and say Congratulations Rach! Her baby boy was born yesterday morning and he is a doll! I definitely believe in the old adage that says you always find the one when you’re not…
Writing Home
For so long I have been holding onto a certain dream. Sometimes it felt like it was within my grasp, other times I felt it slipping through my fingers. Still other times, I had to forcefully forget about it so that I could be grateful for what I have. When I pictured my life, I…
Homesick
I heard it for the first time a few days into our big Toronto adventure as we were driving away from our afternoon meeting at Corus Entertainment. It had been Cameron’s and my first face-to-face with the people we would be working with on the commercial shoot. It had been a good meeting. Everyone was nice…
Surviving Your First Christmas: Tips On How To Merge Family Traditions
This Christmas marks my fourth Christmas with Dan. It is Cameron’s third Christmas, and Gavin’s very first Christmas. Most notable, however, is that this year is my family’s very first Christmas on our own. That’s right. For the first time since our lives merged, we need to fuse our traditions. When I was dating, I…
The Christmas Creep
As the leaves begin to change colour each year, we start talking about “Christmas Creep”. If you haven’t heard this term before, it refers to the practice of merchants who try to take advantage of the holidays earlier and earlier each year and start putting out Christmas stock long before consumers are ready for it….
Thankscomplaining
I have been trying to write a post for Thanksgiving all week. I want to adequately express what I am thankful for and I just have not been able to. It isn’t that I am ungrateful. I could write a list a mile long of the blessings in my life. But I am having trouble articulating this list in…
Get Out That Door
I have dealt with anxiety my entire life. It isn’t debilitating and I manage it well, but every once in a while I start to notice that familiar feeling of fear and stress rise up within me. Because it doesn’t happen often, I tend not to notice it until it has taken a firm grasp…
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…
Mama Home
“Dada? Mama sick. Mama sick. Mama no home.” We had just seen Cameron for the first time after leaving home for the hospital nineteen hours earlier to deliver his baby brother. For the first time in a long time, someone other than Mommy or Daddy had put him to bed the night before and for…
