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TweetHe kicked off his flip flops, sank comfortably in the dentist’s chair, and told the hygienist that he was proudly going into grade one. “And it looks like you’ll be starting grade one without your...
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TweetEach afternoon is played out exactly the same – he lunges in through the side door kicking off his running shoes, his ball cap gets tossed on the island, then he scurries through the kitchen as he...
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TweetWhat a surprise. It’s raining out again and our yard is flooded. If my dog didn’t have the “Bob Barker Special” when he was a mere 6 months of age, his testicles would be floating out there like...
View ArticleHealth Journeys : A Meditation To Help You Relieve Depression
TweetI remember my insides being wound up tighter than a rubber ball as my thoughts darted this way and that way. I was praying that whatever prescription my psychiatrist was typing that he’d hurry up...
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TweetEvery year we get older we learn new things and oddly enough on the eve of his seventh birthday, he learned that being brave meant more than just jumping off of the top of the steps or tasting...
View ArticleHey You. Yes You, The New Mom. I See You.
If any of you have a blog, you know that when it crashes time stops. It’s like watching a beloved’s heart flat line on a hospital monitor. Because all of your work — years worth of weaving words and...
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I began this blog because I desperately needed an outlet for my postpartum depression and anxiety. I needed to connect with other moms who spoke my language — who knew what it was like to lock...
View ArticleIn The Stillness
I turned the volume down on Alanis Morrisette’s peculiar throaty voice on the radio as I pulled in the driveway. I looked in the rear view mirror to see him tangled in his seat belt and buried under...
View ArticleIt’s A Good Day To Have A Baby
I made Shawn plant six Rose of Sharon’s seedlings that my mom had dug up from my grandma’s yard the evening before I went into labour. I had always loved their plentiful blooms yet she hated how they...
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