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The truth is, no matter how bad it gets, I can always look in the faces of my beloved Grant, Lula and Max and see their shiny beauty and love, and be comforted and amazed that they are my family. My cherished ones. The truth is, occasionally I feel like a failure. The truth is, sometimes [...] Wow, whatta miserable bitch i was before i went on vacation. Quite literally, the day before we left I was on the edge of my seat, hunched over with stomach flu cramps and surfing the web frantically for any information about the tsunami evacuation in Hawaii. Twitter is really the fastest place for second to [...] So right now I feel like I need to write but not sure where this is leading me. No major theme, except maybe about the kid that screams in all of us when it gets neglected. Nothing much, just a wee little topic. Don’t know why I wanna write about our kids, not the kids [...] Hey now now. So I know this blog is about me and about my experiences, my honest opinions and my truth. Having said this, there’s something I feel like I need to be clear on: I’M NOT MARRIED TO ANY OF THOSE THINGS. What can she possibly mean, you may wonder? Most people hear an opinion from someone. A [...] December always brings about a great deal of ambivalence for me. Actually, it starts in November but December is the real count down to Christmas. I hate it, I love it, I hate it, I love it, I resent it, I don’t want to give anyone a damn thing, I want to give [...] SO TIred. is how i feel. And how I’ve felt much of this year. I know I’m a broken record to people who ask, but it is what it is right now. Max is now one year old and still wakes up at 4:30 in the morning expecting me to come and help him [...] A few mornings ago, my 6 yr old kid Lula and her friend were discussing ‘family’ on the drive to school. They discovered that they both have cousins from Edmonton named Mackenzie, then Lula decides to discuss RACE and was like, “my Mom’s side is Chinese, and my dad’s side is……(she trails off, tries a [...] My daughter Lula has this ritual at bedtime. Just as we are about to make the escape from her room and close that door behind us, she calls out, “Can you stay with me for just one minute?” and anyone with a brain knows what that means, and when we agree because we have accepted that [...] If any of you are stay at home mothers, and have just spent all day long (10 plus hours) alone with your young children, engaging, playing, soothing, teaching, cleaning and picking up after them and picking them up, I get that you want to scream and I get that you want to cry and [...] |
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