7:04am: I wake to the sound of Luka crying. It's not a hurt cry, just an I'm unhappy cry. His brother has stolen his toy, or he can't quite get his whole self up onto the couch. I come downstairs and say good morning to everyone. The Hubs is making breakfast and has gotten a … Continue reading Nov. 10th, 2016
Author: rackyw
Dear Kitty
Dear Foster Kitty that lives in our yard, I'll admit, when I heard you were going to be living in the yard of the house we are renting, I was pretty excited. I love all animals, and especially ones I can pick up and cuddle. I was not disappointed when I met you. You were … Continue reading Dear Kitty
This vase
This vase was filled with sand, eight years ago today. We stood, side by side, each with a colour of our own, and simultaneously we poured the sand from our separate vessels into one. On that day we promised to love each other at all times, giving ourselves to one another. We had no idea … Continue reading This vase
On the move again
We're moving. Again. Across the country. Again. Two cross country moves with two little guys in less than a year. It'll be fun, we said. (Spoiler alert - it's not). We're actually getting pretty good at moving. I've essentially mastered selling stuff on Kijiji (the trick is to ask for a little more than you … Continue reading On the move again
Quirks
My sister and I have been reading this book, which is mostly about being yourself, loving who you are, and loving who others are. It's pretty great, and pretty funny (you can find it here). A recent chapter discussed some of the author's quirks, and it got me thinking about some of the things that … Continue reading Quirks
Dear 431,266 people
Dear 431,266 people who signed the Justice for Harambe petition, I get it. I admit, when I first saw that video, my first thought was "where are this child's parents?!?!" Because, it's kind of our nature to start blaming right of the bat, isn't it? Something bad happens, and we want to know who is … Continue reading Dear 431,266 people
Becoming a nurse
Once upon a time, a very long time ago it seems, I was a fourth year History major, English Lit minor at Queens University. For four years, I had taken courses in Shakespeare and Chaucer, Sociology and histories of all types: Chinese, Sub-Sahara African, Middle Eastern, and my all time favorite - Latin American. I … Continue reading Becoming a nurse
The mirror
You know what I really wanted for Mother's Day? I wanted a picture of me and my boys. The kind that so many of my beautiful Facebook friends were posting on their timelines. A shot of my handsome boys, and me - looking fresh, young and carefree, with flawless skin, and a pure white smile, … Continue reading The mirror
Well, poop.
Disclaimer: This is a mommy post, mostly about poop. If you're squeamish about poop, you probably shouldn't read it. It's been a blow out kind of week. It started on Monday. My not-so-little anymore babe was sitting in his Bumbo, happily chewing on his fingers when suddenly he got that look in his eye, and … Continue reading Well, poop.
I cried today
I cried today. I cried a lot. Because today it was just too much. Some of the tears I cried were tears of empathy. My little babe, at 5 months old, is cutting his second tooth in three days, and he is miserable. I looked at his scrunched up, tear stained face and cried because … Continue reading I cried today
