Category Archives: family

Back to School Thoughts

My mind is filled with back to school thoughts. Only we aren’t going “back to school.” This is the first time she’ll be going to school EVER. There is literally nothing else I can think of to write about besides my trepidation and anxieties surrounding this event. Oh get over it I can’t. Lots of…

Ready or Not

In three more days our daughter will leave the daycare she has been at for the better part of her toddler years and go to school. My heart is racing. If I close my eyes I can see her running in circles around the playground, holding hands with her bestie, laughing until it hurts, and…

Numbered Summer Days

Our August has been a bit chilly. I don’t know if the weather has just decided that there will be no more summer or if we will be hit with a heat wave in September but it’s pretty cold over here. Don’t fret. We’re Canadian. There are tons of things to do (and watch) when…

Because When I Have a Bad Day We All Have a Bad Day

You’re agitated. You woke up angry. What’s going on? I’m fine. You’re not fine. You taking your meds properly? YES! why do you always ask me that? why can’t I just have a bad day? Because YOU don’t just have bad days. when you have a bad day we all have a bad day. ——————————…

When Your Baby is Going to School

Looking up from under her too long bangs I see a little girl that wasn’t there two weeks ago. A girl who has grown from a toddler with cubby legs and rolls on her arms in to a little girl who runs everywhere, does everything quickly so she can get to the next thing, and…

Throat Punch Thursday – it’s back!

It’s been a long time since I delivered a throat punch. A round house kick to the adam’s apple. A triple sow cow, back flip, cart wheel, give it my all to the larynx. But then I had a chat with my friend Deborah from the Truth About Motherhood and we decided that it was…

Just a Girl Who Hates Peanut Butter

It had been a few months since we’d been to the allergist and they’d told us that our daughter didn’t have a reaction to the skin test for a peanut reaction. We were thrilled but nervous about the next step; an in house observation where they were going to give her peanut butter. Something we…

From Bullied to Bold

When I was in grade six I was bullied. Horribly. I would burry my head under the covers and wish I didn’t have to get out of the bed and endure another day at school listening to the song my peers had made up about me. I begged to stay home and pretend that the…

Is THAT What I Sound Like?

I could hear her little girl imagination from the living room where I sat, taking five minutes to relax after cleaning what felt like the whole house. The sound of her faint whispers traveled down the hallway, her tiny voice changing as she created the characters, playing out the scene in front of her. I…