It’s rough out there. From the minute you start to show, to the day your child moves out (or maybe longer – we don’t know, we’re not there yet), we’re bombarded. There is a seemingly endless onslaught of parenting advice, opinions and tips. Before the baby comes: They say: You can’t eat that! You’re pregnant! No deli meats…. Read more →
My youngest daughter turned two this week, which got me thinking about her birth and more specifically, about how my postpartum period was so much easier the second time around. After she was born, I spent a month parked on my couch (or in bed), wearing pyjamas, napping, eating, feeding her, and marvelling at how… Read more →
What sounds like Darth Vader and looks like a half-melted wax sculpture from Madame Toussaud’s? Me with pneumonia! That is what my winter break looked like, home with the kids and being the sickest I have ever been in my adult life. Thank god for grandparents and a doting partner, or I would be dead. Like,… Read more →