A civilized birth? Why there’s simply no such thing! Or is there…?

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8 days ago, I was writing a letter to my postpartum self.

Today, I have a 7-day old little girl.  Our pink buddha.  Our fraggle.  I can’t stop inhaling her.  I can’t get enough of her little squeaks, her tiny toes.  She sneezes and the roof lifts and she farts like a trucker.  We are smitten.

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Reading this might save your life…

…if your Baby Mama is on the brink of giving birth or has recently sprung your offspring from her loins.

You see, no matter how well your partner has coped with pregnancy, the entire game changes once Baby arrives.  Your life could be at risk.  This is a life line, my friend.  Take it. Continue reading

Just kidding!

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Remember that time back in 2016 when I said I was calling it a day on this whole blogging deal?

Yeah, well…

I seem to find myself in similar circumstances as I was when I first began my blog, back in 2015.  That is, pregnant.

Here in Canada, mamas now have the option of taking a mind-blowing 18 month maternity leave.  While the financial implications of this option are not exactly enticing, my husband and I agreed that the numerous benefits of staying home with my kids while they are so little just couldn’t be overlooked. Continue reading

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I started this blog with 2 goals:

  1. To write about things that I find funny or frustrating, like my experiences as a new mama and all the learning and growth (and fear and anxiety and poop) that comes along with it; to share things that might make your life easier because they have helped me.
  2. To become filthy rich and be adored by the masses for my cuteness and amazing ideas.

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Let’s reflect, shall we?

Yesterday was my son’s 6 month birthday.  How we are already at this point is baffling to me.  Many of our days together have felt very long.  How have 6 months’ worth of them already passed?  Seems like the expression is true: The days are long but the years are short.  Well, in my case, the months have been short.

I thought it would be interesting to look back on the goals I set for myself during my maternity leave.  Keep in mind that I set these goals before my son was born.  Before I knew better. Before I knew anything about this wild, amazing, chaotic, emotional ride called motherhood. Continue reading