“All I really want are children who are respectful, who listen, obey, clean up once in a while and appreciate what I do around here!”This was often uttered in our household growing up, every time birthdays, Christmases, and Mother’s Days rolled around. “Mo-om!” we’d roll our eyes. Seriously, she expected us to improve on perfection? Sure, maybe…
Motherhood
Look What I Made
On Thursday, I trudged home from work feeling blue from the many sunless days that Halifax was experiencing and frustrated that it started raining just as soon as I stepped out of my office building. Of course, I was wearing a dress, my legs were mostly bare and my toes were growing numb. As I exited…
Making ME Count
It has been a full week of civic duty in our household. First we elected a Conservative majority in our country. And then on Wednesday we were greeted with the 2011 census. Rather, we were greeted with a code to complete the survey online. Whatever, I’m not good at mailing things anyway. Figuring I would…
Waiting
I remember when my Mom was pregnant with my youngest sister. I was nine and the thrill of having a baby sibling was almost more than I could bear. From the moment I knew, I could hardly contain my excitement as I waited to find out whether I was going to have a baby brother…
Making it Count
I have been looking forward today. I know. You don’t have to remind me that it is Monday. You don’t have to tell me that I have to wake up to a 6:30 am alarm clock (if the baby doesn’t wake me up first – which he did), rush around trying to get myself and…
Ragamuffin
There is still one thing that I have yet to get used to about being a Mom. It seems as though I am completely unable to dress this new body of mine. You wouldn’t know it by looking in my closet or on my bedroom floor (I will NOT post a picture for fear of…
Secondary Infertility
Infertility is not something that I’ve really paid much attention to in the past. I know people who are dealing with it and my heart breaks for them, but it just never hit me close enough for it to become very important to me. After giving birth to Cameron, I assumed infertility was an infliction that would…
Be Jealous
Chick flick and colada/daiquiris. Sounds like a perfect girl’s night out. Or, it sounds like my husband loves his wife enough to see a movie that she wanted to see and not make fun of her for having a girly drink while he drank a Coke. People? We had a date! I love being a…
When You’re Dancing With Your Honey…
…and his nose is kinda runnyand you think it’s kinda funny,Well it’S NOT*Typical. That’s my son for you. A typical snotty nosed kid. I love kids. I always have. But I used to get so grossed out when parents would let their kids run around with snot all over their faces. Grossest thing EVER! Shouldn’t…
The Best Tasting Treat
I wish I could take you there. To a land in the clouds. Where lollipops grow and flowers bloom. Where rainbows can be touched and held and tasted. Where you don’t have to do anything. But you do. Because you can fly. And at night, when the millions of stars come out and dance just…
Safely Fallen
On Saturday night I went out to dinner with my cousin and some girls that I only slightly know. My cousin was sweet enough to invite me along and I could not have had a better time. Since returning to work, I have had much more “adult time” but much less “social time”, and it…
