How miscarrying naturally set me free.
Miscarriage is a loss. Let’s get that straight right from the get go. I am not here to tell anybody how to feel about that loss.
What I am here to do is tell you that you get to decide what that means to you, and more importantly, how you will move forward and live the rest of your life with that loss.
I have miscarried several ways; a couple of ultrasounds that showed no heartbeat early on, a chemical pregnancy (where you take a test that tells you are pregnant, but in fact…
Changing your energy can change your day.
Ever feel like you are just stuck, trudging through your day half-heartedly? Not really feeling like you have the energy or enthusiasm to make it through? Low energy can dampen your mood. Oftentimes, a simple energy shift can give you a big lift.
Instead of downing another cup of coffee or an energy drink, try these simple yet quick and effective ways to raise your energy, get it flowing again, and soothe your mind, body and soul in just a few minutes.
Go for a quick walk. Fresh air, sunshine and…
How much more will we allow this pandemic take from our children?
This is the disturbing text I received from my sister in law today. Here in Canada, at least in my province, children have returned to in person learning. There is a whole new set of “rules” this time around, some of them necessary, some of them questionable, and all of them sad.
Children in elementary schools here in Ontario from Grade One to Grade Eight are now required to wear three layer masks all day long, including during recess breaks (where they must also maintain social distance.) They…
And it doesn’t cost a thing.
I recently received an unexpected “gift”. It wasn’t intended as a gift. And it wasn’t an actual thing. But it turned out to be one of the best gifts I have ever received.
I used to be able to afford a cleaning lady. Seems like a lifetime ago. I haven’t been able to have that for five years.
But the lady who came to my home for ten years recently called me for a letter of recommendation. …
I Never Wanted a Boy
And Boy, Was I Wrong
Something I haven’t thought about in a long time. But today my son asked me if I wanted a boy. The answer was no. I didn’t want to admit it, but he already knew.
My biggest dream was always to be a mother. And it was always three girls, two years apart.
How lucky that my husband felt the same. And the first girl came and she was perfect and lovely. Sugar and spice, and everything nice, as they say. A dream come true.
When she was 18 months old…
My son has always struggled with school. This past year, in the fifth grade, he was diagnosed with both a learning disability and and ADHD.
The conventional classroom was not the place for my energetic, highly sensitve, wiggly boy. Unable to process information as quickly as the other kids and put ideas on paper in an organized fashion led him to conclude that he is stupid. His self-esteem plummeted. We both cried; a lot. The fact that he can do math in his head at lightnening speed could not convince him or his teachers that he is fine. …
There is no “right” answer.
All around the world, people are grappling with the decision of whether or not to send their kids back to school. For some, there is simply no choice. They have to go to work. Period.
For some of us, there is more of a gray area. Should we let our finances take a hit and try to help our kids at home? Is it better for their mental health to stay at home or go to school, even when we don’t have any idea really what that will look like? Can they learn at home…
We’re all doing the best we can.
I had big plans for this “time off”. Finally I have the time I have been wishing for for so long.
As much as this is a sad and extreme time, it is also an opportunity.
An opportunity to do all the things I never have time to do. Time to tackle all those things around the house, time to spend quality time with family, time to exercise and get fit, to finally write that book, start that podcast or blog, that business or side hustle. Even just paint my nails and actually…
It’s meant to be lived by you.
As children, we all dreamed. I don’t even know if I would call it dreaming actually, because kids just believe all their dreams will come true as sure as the sun will rise in the morning.
So why do we stop dreaming?
Somewhere along the line we all get the message that our dreams are not “realistic”. That dreams are just that, fanciful notions that are fun to imagine, but have no place in “reality”.
Living and learning and sharing what I glean along the way.