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 …
Continue reading A civilized birth? Why there’s simply no such thing! Or is there…?
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 …
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I have always considered myself a nomad. Never quite settled anywhere, always searching for the next adventure, the next learning experience, moving from place to place. Ultimately, I think I have just been looking for the place where I fit. One of my favourite quotes comes from J.R.R. Tolkien's poem "All that is gold does …
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