For Those Quiet Days

Today, is Quiet. The air is warm, but the sky is dull and wintery. I’ve been wearing sweatpants all morning, and my hair, though washed, is thrown back in an offset ponytail. I can’t decide if the silence is welcome, or uncomfortable. But I’m sitting here, coffee in hand, waiting to hear what He has to say to me. Because…

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I Guess There’s a First Time for Everything

They say that becoming a parent changes you, and while I couldn’t agree with that statement more… I can’t say that it’s all in a way even I would have expected. This last year has brought me into situations I have never even thought of, and sometimes, wish I’d never encountered, but for better or for worse (for information, and…

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She’s Got Freedom in Her Hips (And the Hips Don’t Lie)

I could watch her all day. My daughter already has a fairly vibrant personality, with her eyebrow raises and dimpled cheek, but ever since she’s learned to walk, she’s been able to express herself in an entirely new way – jumping up and down, twirling in circles, downward-dog, walking, pointing, running, tumbling, climbing back up and playing it all on repeat.…

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Today, Jesus, I Pray for “Zing”

I don’t want to feel tired before I’ve even begun. I don’t want to curl in when I can stand up. I don’t want to be afraid of What Might Happen if I Do. Or Don’t. So, I’m asking for “Zing”. For the pep in my step… the complex conglomerate of Vitamins B and D, with the smell of orange…

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In the Year of Great Expectations

I scrawled across the top of the page: January 2, 2018. And so it begins. Baby Girl decided to ring in the new year before 6 am this morning. Thankfully, (being the party animals that we are), we had turned in and fallen asleep by the stroke of 10, so I switched on the lamp, boiled the water, and started…

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The Soundtrack to My Holidays

1.It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year… Family Brunch, puzzles, board games, wrapping paper, jokes re-told, home videos, way too many photos, and a nap before dinner. It’s Baby’s First Christmas, and I’ve been trying to contain my excitement for months. 2. Baby it’s Cold outside… As in, -28 degrees Celsius, and it feels like -37. The scene through…

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When You Can’t See Home for the Christmas Tree

The last few years have been a season of Moving Mountains – something that’s not necessarily over, but is now changing in shape. I haven’t quite put my finger on it, nor yet found the words, but it’s a learning transition of finding/making/building/shaping/growing/creating/nourishing/defining “home”. It’s a concept that’s taking on yet another new meaning for me, and a centre-stage part…

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We Call it Failure (And That’s Life)

Sometimes, we fail. At least, that’s what it feels like. I was so excited. In my regular list-driven way, I went to bed going over the items that I needed to have packed and ready for the next morning. Baby Girl and I were headed to small town Saskatchewan to see an old college friend and her little one for…

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In the Essence of Time For All that Is Complex

“Time” is really starting to confuse me. I’m not sure if it’s a product of aging, becoming a mother, or of stepping outside the traditional workforce with regular routine and organized schedules… But it’s messing with me. Am I alone in this? I’m pretty sure my baby girl was just born yesterday, but she’s pulling herself up onto couches, and…

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Nesting in Progress

It started a few trimesters late, but my nesting instinct has been in full swing for the past few months now. I’m craving stability, kitchen flowers, and home decorations; nurseries, welcome mats, and pictures hung up on the wall… not worrying about when exactly they’ll need to come down. And it’s all happening right now, of course, when we are…

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