Coping with change 

I’m sitting in a new spot, at the top of the stairs, on the stairs actually. Where I  can listen for baby F when she wakes. And here, under the skylight,  things look the same mostly, a bit more rickety perhaps.  I was reading one of my favourite blogs as usual and came across this. Which states unapologetically that …

How to be present

The house is full of blankets, most of them small. They are strewn about and grabbed up at random, for tucking tiny feet into car seats and strollers, mopping milk and tiny faces, for keeping cozy while we peak outside in the early morning. The neighbours are gardening, proud and strong. Gardening is such a …

Listen

The Tragically Hip’s Gord Downie has announced that he has terminal brain cancer. And that the Hip will be doing one final farewell tour. This morning my good friend CBC radio talked about this iconic front man as a “compulsive creator”. I wonder – are most of us that way, only stifled? Creating. Creating a work of …

You drive

Since my motivational video marathon last week, my perspective has shifted, but only slightly. I’m looking for something that is going to smash the window that I’m looking at my life through. A window that’s been thick and cloudy lately. All those videos helped remove some of the grime but the window is still there. I want a big …

Re-sizing your world

I was thinking about sharing my thoughts. “Everything I need to know I learned from parenting my three week old baby”. Or something like that. She’s bigger and I’m calmer. She grew a pound – a pound! That’s 12% of her body weight at birth. In three weeks. I slept for six hours which is …

And so it begins (a birth story)

And so it begins (a birth story)

Note: this is a real birth story. Some may find it graphic. First off, I am no longer pregnant. Now I am a mother. Which means I have a birth story. As my pregnancy went on, I heard a lot of birth stories. Many women process their birthing experiences by sharing their stories with other women. Sometimes they …

Joy

Joy

Some days the world feels so harmonious. Some days everything clashes. The media figure / possible sexual predator is acquitted and everyone is up in arms. Easter is eclipsed by icy conditions fit for January. Unsafe to drive, unsafe to walk. Unsafe. The full moon came and went. The Easter lilies are blooming on the counter …

Adult choices

Adult choices

Found myself in a university building – the kind where students either kill time between classes or schedule group meetings with people they don’t know very well. Everyone looks tired and a bit bored, but also vibrant because they’re twenty years old and all evened out – equal opportunity available to everyone, theoretically. I’ve come …

Sanctuary

It’s Christmas. It’s the last quiet Christmas morning for a while, since as of March 2016 we – we who were blithely two – we will be three. And one of the three will be small and scrunchy, adorable, but probably loud and demanding too. Teetering on the edge of that produces weird sensations. Being …

Traditions of trees and seasons

The Toronto Library has twenty-four copies of Positive Discipline, the first three years by Nelson, Erwin and Duffy. All of the copies are out there on the bedside tables of parents and parents-to-be across the city, and three more are waiting on the hold list. Make that four. I’m amazed there are so many people …