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The Best Part of Your Life

I recall walking into weekends with a schedule full of activities. Places to be, things to do, people to see. The kids had birthday parties, activities, and playdates. There was grocery shopping to do, laundry piles to get through and before we even had a chance to realize, it was Sunday evening. Our life was full, and our kids relied on us for everything. I remember it being exhausting. I remember wishing for a “day of my own” where I could just do what I wanted to do, relax in…

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Fifteen Years Married

It was our fifth anniversary and I was a few months pregnant with our second child and we had a toddler at our newly purchased home. I think we went out for dinner, but honestly can’t really remember. See, I was tired that year. In fact, I was tired for almost a decade. It was deeply, overwhelmingly exhausted. My body was tired, my brain was tired. Every part of my soul was fighting to keep myself present and alive. I remember how hard it was. How my husband and I…

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Putting Our Kids at Risk

When I think back on my childhood I remember spending our days up at our cabin in the wilderness of British Columbia. My parents were building, and my sister and I were left to free range.  I recall being given a box of matches to practice starting a fire and a tin boat to explore the inlet.  I don’t know how old I was, but probably not old enough by today’s standards to play with matches or watercraft. But I learned some amazing things doing this. I learned not to touch…

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Whoever Said ‘Mother Hen’ Got it Wrong

As a young girl, I never felt the pull to motherhood. I assumed I would have a family but I never played dolls or spent my days babysitting. In fact, the first diaper I ever changed was my own daughter’s. Now, I am not a bad mother in the least. I love my children and I care and nurture them. I can be dragged to play every now and then and frequently tell myself that my encouragements of “go play by yourself” are creating independence in my kids, not neglect….

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