I Gave Birth To A Miracle

At 5 1/2 weeks pregnant, I had a miscarriage. Actually, I didn't know I was pregnant until having the miscarriage. It was a substantial period, I was trying to get pregnant again, and wanted to make sure all was okay with my innards. So I went to see my doctor. My doctor informed me it was normal for women to miscarry this early in pregnancy, and most women aren't aware it's even a miscarriage, mistaking it for a late and heavy period. He explained I may have some spotting and abnormal menstruation over the next couple months, and it was perfectly normal. Nothing to worry about. The next few months I did just that, had abnormal periods and spotting. I went on with life as usual. My son was just under two then, so life was busy. Occasionally I would have some cramping around the time I was supposed to have my period, nothing new. My menstruation cycle did seem lighter. But as my doctor said nothing to worry about, all of this was normal. That is until around two months after the initial miscarriage....more

5 Lists I'm Not On Board With

I open my Facebook every day inundated with how to’s and what not to’s. The craziness is I have started to read these god forsaken lists and have thought from time to time. Yup, this is going to help me. Maybe I will parent, run, work, lose weight or I dunno – dance better?You list writers are sneaky; you even had me believing in your silly ten-steps-to-a-better-you....more

I Don't Want Your Parenting Advice

All day every day, I read some rant on the interweb from one parent or another ejaculating their misery of Parenthood for all to read. Crying in their child’s spilled milk then dramatically falling to the floor after stepping on a Lego, in nothing more than a poor me fashion. Then, said Parent is somehow reignited with passion, exclaiming in an open letter that I should parent as they do.Fuck that!I am growing tired of all the complaining, but most of all I am sick of the judgement. Did you not just complain about your child’s inability to listen to you via Facebook? But now, you are somehow an expert and need to push your beliefs on me. I don’t get it, aren’t we all in the same whiney cheerio infested boat?...more

The Truth about Mother's Day

I am not your average Mom but who is? We all do things the way we need to get through the day. Sometimes that includes a large glass of wine at the end of the day or a run at 5 am. I do what I need to cope, as we all should without judgement from one another....more

I Lie to My Daughter About My Poor Body Image

Standing in front of the steam covered bathroom mirror, naked, dripping wet, and quite honestly ashamed of what is looking back at me, my tween daughter barges in. ...more
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Leave Eva Alone, They're Just Sweatpants

And it starts the rumblings of Angry sweatpants wearers everywhere. There might as well be a crowd of Angry SAHM’s holding pitchforks surrounding this woman, ready to burn her at the stake. She said what? Sweatpants are the leading cause of divorce. Gasp Whatever shall we do?...more

Spreading Rumours, Is a Form of Bullying

With Canada ‘s Pink Shirt Day passing Yesterday, I wanted to revisit a post I had written quite some time ago.If you don’t know what pink shirt day is, it is the brainchild of two young boys from Nova Scotia, Canada. David Shepherd and Travis Price, who in 2007 bought and handed out pink shirts, in light of a boy being bullied in their school, for wearing a pink shirt the first day of school. It went viral!...more

There is a Face to Violence Against Women

Words That Inspire, Catch Fire #1000Speak

Words that Inspire, Catch fire....more
It was a fantastic idea they had. It was amazing reading all of those posts. I'm still making my ...more

My Valentine's Day Hangover - Being with an UnRomantic Partner on Valentine's Day

Here we are the day after Valentine's Day, and I want to puke (figuratively). I am spending my usual Sunday morning, having my coffee and reading some Facebook updates from my, not so closest, friends. My issue this morning, I am inundated with all the grossly romantic pictures of the dates each of these lovely people went on last night. Oh Gawd! I am at it again, comparing my fake facebook life to everyone else's fake Facebook lives....more