I should start off by clarifying that skydiving was never a career for me (sigh), but it was a passion of mine for a few years of my life. Being an adventure seeker for as long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to skydive. I looked into it and quickly learned that I had to be 18 years old to do it. I vowed to myself that on my 18th birthday I’m going skydiving and moving out of my parents house (I was a very independent child).* Well, 18 came and went and I didn’t go skydiving or move out of my parents house.
My beautiful and talented friend, Yasmine, has graciously offered to write a guest post for my blog; offering a new perspective on all things motherhood. A wife and loving mother of one of the cutest little boys I know, here is her story:
When Maya said she was looking for a guest blog I quickly deleted her email. Too much pressure! Then I was on the subway and thinking about a topic Maya hasn’t covered on this blog. I realized she would never cover it because I don’t think she faced this issue… So I decided to write for all the moms-to-be and new moms and old moms for that matter. I had to write this for all of Momdom.
I was part of Maya’s mommy group and one of my most vivid memories is sitting down at our first gathering and someone saying: Is anyone else headed for divorce? When we all started chuckling (except maya*). I felt the weight of a future custody battle lift off my shoulders. Continue reading
We leave for Hawaii in just over a month (March 7th to be exact) and I’ll be the first to admit, I’ve been in a bit of a work-out ‘rut’ lately. I’ve just had no desire or motivation to do anything.
With Kyle becoming a Toddler, working out during the day is mostly out of the question (although I could probably go for a jog with him in our running stroller or workout while he’s sleeping or exercise while my parents are watching him… ok, ok stop judging; remember the whole part about me being in a rut!) By the time my husband gets home from work, working out is prioritized right after eating, cleaning, resting, reading, and watching 100 of my favourite mind provoking / intelligent educational programs*. Continue reading
I’ve recently came across a cool blog by a fellow Torontonian, called http://thebirthstoriesblog.wordpress.com/
Carolyn has blogged about the birth of her son, and wanted to share birth stories of other women on her blog. I thought this was a great idea, and decided to contribute to her blog with details (sparing anything gross) about Kyle’s birth story.
If you’re a soon-to-be-mom, I would highly recommend that you check out her blog. There’s nothing “scary”, but just inspiring stories. As you will see, no birthing story is the same. If you are a mom, I would encourage you to share your birth story on Carolyn’s blog. Writing down Kyle’s story took me down memory lane and made me realized how nice it was to have that adventure written down (and to help me remember down the road).
Here’s Kyle’s birth story that she posted on her site. Hope you enjoy Continue reading
Growing up my parents were really big into traveling, and I got the “bug”. Travelling definitely tops my list of “hobbies”. When we had Kyle, I was excited to continue traveling like we always had, plus baby! We’ve been very fortunate to travel a bunch since the birth of our son Kyle.
The first “trip” the 3 of us took was when Kyle was 3 weeks old when we drove up north to the cottage for thanksgiving weekend 2010. Not a “real” trip, but it was definitely a haul. When Kyle was 5 months old, we drove 8 hours (yes, you read that right, 8 hours) to Tremblant, Quebec. Let’s just say, lesson learned, and we’ll never do that drive again! This year, I’m flying porter with Kyle while John, my husband, is driving there with his family. When Kyle was 6 months, we took a 24 hour trip (time of travel from leaving our house to arriving at the hotel) to Hawaii. At 9 months, we flew to New York for 4 days and this past August, we spent a week’s vacation up at the cottage. Most recently, we flew to Edmonton in October to spend a week with my brother and his family and in November, we flew to the Bahamas for 4 days. With all this travel, Kyle is officially an elite frequent flyer member!* Continue reading
Two months before the holidays, I was putting clothes away in my closet when I almost fell over. I was pushing and squeezing new sweaters on to the rack when I realized that my closet was full of clothes that I haven’t worn in over two years. Granted, I was pregnant for one of those years, but honestly, I probably wasn’t going to wear many of these clothes again anytime soon. And so, an idea popped into my head: I need to purge some of my clothes so why not do it via a clothes swap with my friends. I was so excited that I sent out the evite two months in advance. As I was thinking about the logistics of the clothes swap, another thought entered my head. Why not somehow incorporate doing something for a good cause while I’m at it. And so, I sent out the following evite: Continue reading
One of the best things that I did with Kyle his first year was joining a mom’s group. We came together as each one of us knew one person, who knew another, and so on, until there were 8 of us (some months later, a few other mom’s joined as well). The youngest (my son Kyle) and the oldest baby were only 2 months apart in age. Our weekly get-together’s were full of stories, discussions, giving / taking advice, listening, laughing, and of course lots of crying, playing, hungry and sleepy babies. In fact, of all the activities I did with Kyle, this was his favourite. He didn’t need my constant attention as he was able to run and play with all his friends* and I was able to socialize without feeling guilty. Ok, maybe it was my favourite too! Continue reading