Category: My Life

To All The New Mothers

Dear new mothers, From the moment you know you’re pregnant, it begins.  You’re part of the new mother’s club. You begin to compare, she’s carrying higher and she’s carrying lower, she’s growing fast and she’s growing slower  You’ll be jealous of people who are farther along then you and feel better than the women behind. … Continue reading To All The New Mothers

The One That Got Away

For the last year and a bit I’ve had a trusty IUD hanging out in my uteris, stopping any “invaders” from getting at my eggs.  It worked beautifully, as beautifully as I could have hoped.  Birth control, the oral kind, turns me in to a crazy person and all the other options sounded not so… Continue reading The One That Got Away

Brain Health

If you didn’t see yesterday’s post you probably should.  Because it’s a cute little song that Silas and Brent recorded together and it’ll make you smile.  It’s only a minute long. It’s been a whirlwind of a year for me so far.  Some really crappy things have happened, none that I’m willing to blog about…ya… Continue reading Brain Health

Parenthood: don’t sleep with your autistic nephew’s therapist

Smart title. I don’t know if any of you watch the show Parenthood but I was hooked from the moment I first saw it which was early this fall.  I love how they portray everyone’s family and I can REALLY relate to the Max’s family, the boy with aspergers. Last night’ episode they lost their… Continue reading Parenthood: don’t sleep with your autistic nephew’s therapist

Update

I’ve been sitting here fiddling around with my blog.  Dusting off the old bloggy shelves so-to-speak.  I was giddy about the prospect of blogging later in the day when I realized I wont have time and I got to blog NOW!!  Woot. Since it has been ages, I thought I should give you a point… Continue reading Update

Just Call Me Domestic Goddess

I’m a little late blogging today because I didn’t let myself blog this afternoon until this: looked more like this: Laundry isn’t done but blame it on my slow arsed washing machine, not me.  It’s actually a fast washing machine…I just had a lot of laundry.  Shush. Note all my little notes on there?  I… Continue reading Just Call Me Domestic Goddess

Excuse Me While I Go Purge My Supper

I live in townhouses, it seems to me that people get more nosy when you live in a townhouse.  I have this one neighbour two doors down that I find to be particularly nosy.  Her child was the one who I removed my children from because him and two other boys were playing “shoot the… Continue reading Excuse Me While I Go Purge My Supper

Breakthroughs!

I could not be more proud of Silas these past few days.  He’s done SO MANY typical things.  I love it. Before leaving to go to church yesterday Isaac was VERY upset.  Silas walked up to him, looked him in the eye and said “Ikey all done sad”,  to which Ikey replied “ok” and they… Continue reading Breakthroughs!

What Our Tantrums Are Like

Oh my, Silas just tantrumed forrrrr….30 minutes.  Yup…30.  I didn’t sustain any injuries but that’s partly because I locked Isaac and I in the bathroom.  Then, dodging Silas, I ran and locked us in Isaac’s bedroom, holding the door closed with my feet so I could safely get clothes on Isaac and get him into… Continue reading What Our Tantrums Are Like

The Diagnosis Blues

The love I have for my children is the most vulnerable and scary love in the whole world.  You put your heart out as far as it can go, almost naively, without knowing how easily broken it is.  I think every mother’s heart gets broken.   Some get broken more, some less.  This most beautiful… Continue reading The Diagnosis Blues

Private Practice Scores a Big, Fat ZERO

Anyone watch Private Practice last night?  If you did, you’ll know why I feel rather insulted by it.  If not, let me catch you up on what happened. The show was about a mother of three sons.  Her eldest has autism and the other two kids are typical.  They’ve just returned from Europe where her… Continue reading Private Practice Scores a Big, Fat ZERO

A Meeting

On Tuesday someone from Child Development Services came to do an intake so Silas can get on the waiting list to be in their supported child development program.  Meaning they provide support with preschool up to Kindergarten. She had a million questions about his development because she needs to categorize him.  There’s three stages: 1… Continue reading A Meeting