The Final Say
I watch him pack Georgie into the car. He throws her into the air once, twice. She shrieks with joy. He leans down, puts her into…
I watch him pack Georgie into the car. He throws her into the air once, twice. She shrieks with joy. He leans down, puts her into…
She’d been asking for months, begging in that personal way a mother knows is different from the plead that accompanies a chocolate, a third marshmallow, another plastic…
Let’s play a game. It’s called: How We Are Feeling About Christmas (In One Photo). We’ll start with Joel. This is how Joel is feeling about…
In my first year of marriage, these are some of the thoughts I had: Is it meant to be this hard? Am I really cut out…
Popping in super quick today with a big fat HAPPY FIRST ANNIVERSARY, HUSBAND. Joel: Has it really only been a year? He totally loves being married…
We’re here. It’s Christmas eve. I was putting out cookies and milk for Santa earlier this evening, high on joy, immersed in it – my favourite…
It’s December eve. Our fridge is stocked with ham and we’ve spent the day cleaning, clearing, purging, cosying — a gesture that welcomes the final month…
My ever patient husband gifted me an early Christmas present last week and when I received it, the heavens parted, beams of golden light shone down…
Four years ago, I was closing up my business to start working from home, a swollen belly in front of me full of everything I didn’t…
I bundled the kids into the pram last night and took them on a moon walk, fresh jammies hugging their bodies, warm quilts tucked under their…