Teether Here, Teether There, Teethers Everywhere

wooden teether

For months and months we have been waiting for our Little Bean to pop out her teeth. Our older daughter popped two teeth out at six months. Our youngest sprouted her whites just this week, however, she has been very oral for many months! Everything, and I mean, EVERYTHING goes into her mouth. Things that our little one has tasted that her big sister never got to try: - Paint - Earplugs - Socks - The dog cage - Restaurant highchairs - Crayons - Sharpies - Dog food - Leaves - Lego - Toilet paper rolls - And today, she tasted...

Read More

What is Postpartum Depression Like?

I've had this post sitting in my drafts since May. It has been on my mind for a long time, but one that I've been afraid to touch. I was expecting to come back to a few paragraphs, but this post was completely empty. The only thing I had for this post was the title. There is still a stigma around postpartum depression and often leaves me fearful of being misunderstood. I really didn't understand depression prior to living it. Postpartum depression and anxiety (PPD/PPA) is difficult for me to share about because I do still feel judgement. I work with families,...

Read More

I Choose Breastfeeding, and I Choose Me


There have been pictures of mamas breastfeeding their babies popping up on all my social media feeds in celebration of world breastfeeding week (August 1-7). Breastfeeding is a personal choice, and many health professionals are very pro breastfeeding. I'm sure you've heard the saying "breast is best." With my first daughter, I really believed that "breast is best" and therefore thought that formula was poison. What kind of mother would I be if I wanted a break and decided to give her formula? If I was physically capable, how dare I not be available to feed her? If I had to be...

Read More

Sleep Deprived Conversations part 2

sleep deprived

I first wrote about our sleep deprived experiences when Cray K was one month old. Well, the sleep deprivation didn't really get any better. Did you know babies have a four month sleep regression? Oh yes they do, and our kiddo hit her regression two days before turning four months old. There were nights I was sleeping in 30 to 60 minute intervals. My level of functionality is still minimal and conversations with my husband can leave us both guessing as to what the other is trying to say. Here's a look at our conversations and actions from our four month sleep...

Read More

How I Talk To My Preschooler About Death


In my daughter's four years on this earth, I'd say she has experienced more death around her than a typical four-year-old. With the loss of two of her siblings, my husband and I agreed that we would always try to help her understand death by answering any questions she may have. Death is an abstract concept for a preschooler. Someone was here, and now they're not. What happened to them? Where are they now? Why do we say goodbye? How do we say goodbye? As a family, we have been navigating grief these past two years and often discuss the babies...

Read More

Like I’m Gonna Lose You

like i'm gonna lose you

Like I'm Gonna Lose You by Meghan Trainor and John Legend has been on repeat at our house, and in the car. Not only is our four-year-old singing this song morning, noon, and night, she has also requested the Spanish version and alternates between languages. While she is actually learning Spanish from this song, she also has her own version of Spanish. (She also has her own version of Cantonese.) The first time I heard this song was while I was pregnant and it brought me to tears. The lyrics are so powerful and this love song really rang true for where...

Read More

Sleep Deprived Conversations

sleep deprived parenting

If you've ever lived with a newborn, or cared for one around the clock, you would understand how needy he or she can be. You can imagine how this month has been at our house with a one month old, a four-year-old and a dog who is rather attention deprived. We're slowly learning our baby's cues. The most difficult thing so far is that she doesn't like being put down. She'll sleep happily when held, but when I put her down, her eyes pop open and I receive a death glare. As we transition, we have had some interesting conversations...

Read More

A Silent Christmas

silent christmas

It's common this time of year to over schedule ourselves between work events, parties with friends, and family gatherings. I absolutely love Christmas, learning about different traditions, starting new traditions as a family, the yummy food, all while celebrating our Saviour's birth. Before opening her advent gift each day, I read the story of Jesus' birth to my daughter. Since she's heard the story for one week now, I've started to ask her questions: Me: Where was Jesus born? 3yo: In a manger with the animals. (She got me there, I was going for Bethleham.) Me: What gifts did the wise...

Read More

Happy Birthday, My Dear Baby in Heaven

I think that somehow with time it will get easier, this void, this pain in my chest, this absence on earth. Somehow I fool myself into believing that I will be OK, that these dates on the calendar will be manageable and that I will be functional. However, when I find myself alone and safe to feel what it is I need to feel, there is no fooling myself. It hurts, it aches, it wrenches. I miss the baby I will never hold, especially on this day, her birthday. I didn't have much capacity to write, but the following lines came...

Read More

5 Ways to Navigate Through the Loss of Miscarriage

I post to Facebook nearly everyday and would love to connect with you there.

Thirteen months ago, I experienced my first miscarriage and it has been a whirlwind of a journey since then. There was nothing that could've prepared me for the shock and heartache I lived through, that I continue to live through. Next month will mark the due date of my second miscarriage. I cannot even look at a calendar in the same way. It is now filled with dates that are forever imprinted on my heart, dates we found out we were expecting, dates of our losses and due dates, which I now call my babies birthdays. The first two weeks after our...

Read More