Grief

To the mamas that have been following me from the start, the ones that I met when our kids were walking up the steps to preschool, this message is for you (but it will resonate with all of the wonderful mamas that read the blog). While many of us no…

As my family and I prepared for the last weeks of school this year, news was coming out about the bodies of Indigenous children found on the land of residential schools in Canada. My twins came back from school one day and said that a girl in their class was…

I’ve been a little quiet on the blog and on social lately. I’m doing a major decluttering of my home. While that doesn’t seem like a good reason to not be working over here, I can tell you it is. I am still in charge of three little people and…

The Lakeshore Hospital is the place that I rushed to when I got my first braxton hicks contractions at 30 years old. I was a first-time mom-to-be and I was scared. I got support and relief with my mother who stayed by my side. At two weeks overdue, after 24…

Celebrating after loss is a very difficult step in the grieving process. These little steps have helped me learn how to celebrate after loss. As a mama, you know there is no time to slow down. To stop and smell the roses can exist, but it hardly ever exists alone…

Although I’m not a blogger that writes about politics or news reports in general, I just couldn’t step through the obvious tragic event that the world is tuned into the last couple of days. I couldn’t continue my scheduled posts about the holidays and fun things without addressing this. Paris…

It’s a strange thing, really, this Halloween thing. I used to love it as a teenager. It was a moment of liberty, filled with parties, late nights, friends and scary costumes. We used to decorate the house with handmade tombstones on the front lawn (before they were available at every…

I still remember the day. Anyone who was old enough to watch the news remembers. But instead of going into the details of what I experienced that day (absolutely nothing compared to many) I wanted to show you a few pictures of my visit to the beautiful memorial at Ground Zero…

I remember when I was little, my mother would take me to the hair salon for a special moment with her. She would be so patient and understanding as I almost always would walk out of the hair salon, after she spent good money for my new haircut, only to…

It was two weeks after my mother passed away. I was a mess. I was listening to her phone messages over and over, and I was so very sad. In two weeks my twins and my oldest would have their birthday. I did not want to party.and I knew they…