The house is dark and I should be asleep. I've been frozen with anxiety for a few hours now. I have a million things to do and I am unable to do any. I reached out to friends and shared in some conversation/distraction and then I did a quick search online for some birth affirmations. The affirmations are polished, printable, and static. I need something more interactive so my search takes me to coloring pages. These new search results cause more discomfort. Many of the images are blunt and, while meaningful, detailed. I need words. I need to focus on the letters, the phrases, the meditation of it.
I am absolutely grateful for every symptom, every run to the washroom, every nauseating car ride, every headache, every uneaten meal, and every medication I must take to get them here. I am grateful that despite how long the road has been so far, that the real journey is just beginning.
Babywearing through pregnancy has turned out to be an unanticipated challenge. With a toddler whose independence I strongly encourage, the pains and aches of late third trimester, and the close-to-home nesting, the need to wear has dropped significantly. This isn't to say that we aren't wearing at all. As an active member of a local… Continue reading Ruck with Pregnancy Support Pass
We announced our second little one in early March. I used a program called RPG maker to create a 'game'' that revealed our good news at the end of a scripted sequence. Knowing that the vast majority of people would not take the time to 'play' the game, I recorded myself going through the game using a program called xsplit (local recording feature that saves the raw footage right to my computer). The 'game' was still quite long and I did as much editing as I thought I could get away with, but still it was a bit longer than I would have liked. We were sure to include our son Trent as the main character and it worked out just right.
I've been in Texas for three years this August. My life certainly didn't begin here, but my greatest adventure has. On July 21st 2016 I became a mom. ME. I am a mom. And my little dude is a Texan. This girl from small town Ontario, who didn't even travel out of her zip code… Continue reading My Texas Son
One of my favourite things about this pregnancy has been the slow decoration of the kid's room. Because of getting pregnant only a couple of months after moving into the house, it has been the only room in the house to receive a creative touch... so far. The ability to work on this room slowly, over time and evolve… Continue reading Nursery Progress
Not the blog, my actual life. Let's back track a little bit shall we? The last entry was a farewell to my precious Dez. While I didn't intend to take a hiatus as long as I did, I ended up needing a little extra time. I still have trouble understanding that she's gone and late… Continue reading My Texas Life is Changing
There I was typing away at my NANOWRIMO story. I was creating characters I liked, taking them on an adventure I enjoyed when it hit me; exhaustion. I laid down for a nap that afternoon and I've been asleep ever since. Okay maybe not literally, I have been getting to work and social obligations… Continue reading My Texas -Mommy- Life