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Four Already? – A Birthday Letter to Kyle

Dear Kyle: I’m still trying to process the fact that my house no longer has any trace of a baby. You and your brother are two active, loud, rough and tumble boys. You’re no longer small, cuddly, totally dependent babies. As if your little soul knows when it is the anniversary of your birth, you started your forth birthday the exact same way as your third birthday. You quietly opened our bedroom door, slipped inside and crawled up into bed with me. We bundled up under the duvet, I pulled you close to me and we spent the next half hour or so in an embrace – you were content to be in my arms while I ran my fingers through your brown hair and rubbed your cheek with my finger tips and kissed your sweet little mouth. I wished you a happy birthday. I told you I love you. […]

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Five Years – A Birthday Letter to Luke

Dear Luke: It seems surreal that five years have passed since you entered this world. Since the moment I became a mother. You have grown before our eyes and looking back at your baby pictures it almost seems impossible that the little baby in them is you. I recognize you but at the same time I don’t. What I do see is the same bright, inquisitive eyes staring out at the world. The road to motherhood was not a direct one for me. In fact, I did everything in my power to avoid going down that road for over 20 years. I decided at an early age that being a mother was not for me. It wasn’t because I didn’t like children because I did. It wasn’t because I didn’t think I’d be a good mother, because I knew I could be. It was because I feared that becoming a […]

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Vacations Are Necessities, Not Luxuries

The first vacation of the summer was a combination of relaxation and fun activities. We began with a pint at the local watering hole, The Foggy Goggle, to help celebrate a friend’s birthday on Friday evening. Saturday saw us taking in our first ever Pride Parade with our friend, Shawn, in downtown Halifax which the boys really loved. It was so wonderful to see the city come alive with colour and love and just all around joy for life. I am so glad that our boys get to grow up knowing nothing but acceptance for loves of all kinds. After the parade we dropped by the Seaport Farmers’ Market and picked up some local goodies then had dinner at the newest location of the Lower Deck Bar & Grill in Clayton Park. We ended the day on a high note with ice cream cones for dessert from What’s the Scoop […]

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Summertime and the Livin’ is Easy

  Well the first half of 2013 flew by didn’t it? *averts eyes in shame at the lack of posts* We’re now well into summer and here on the east coast we’ve been graced with lots of hot, humid weather peppered with multiple days of rain. We’re forever guessing what to wear and an umbrella has been used as much for keeping the blazing sun off our skin as the wet rain. We’ve been enjoying weekends at the family cottage on the lake by swimming, reading, campfires and relaxing with a slower pace of life and been spending our weekday evenings swimming in the local swimming hole, walking on the nearby beach boardwalk, flying kites and enjoying some ice cream to cool off. And the great part is we haven’t even taken our vacation yet! 🙂 We’re scheduled to be off most of the last week in July when family […]

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Literary Aficionado – How What We Read Shapes Us

I’ve always loved the written word As I child I was a voracious reader. Scholastic Canada book orders were like the Sears Christmas Wish Book for me, only they came much more frequently. I remember taking the book order home and pouring over it for hours – circling all the selections I wanted. I was very fortunate that my parents encouraged my interest in reading and nurtured my love of books by supplying endless reading material. I remember being over the moon excited when my elementary school teacher brought the Scholastic box into our classroom and placed it on her desk. I’d sit in eager anticipation as she ripped the packing tape covering the narrow gap between the cardboard box’s flaps. She’d open one flap, then the other until finally it was open. I swear blinding beams of light sprung forth, up and out of that box. A reading Mecca. […]

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