Somehow, I managed to not realize how exhausting worry is.As I lay on an exam table – feet in stirrups and stripped from the waist down – I writhed my hands together and listened to the reproductive endocrinologist talk me through the procedures she was preparing for, the C-word continued to dance in my head.… Continue reading The C-Word

A few weeks ago I picked F up from preschool as always and we drove home.It’s exactly a six-minute drive from preschool/work to home. We usually listen to the same 2 songs during that drive. We were waiting to make a left-hand turn when F piped up in the backseat with a simple – yet… Continue reading Saturdate

Every now and again, I venture into the world of my blog analytics and learn something new.For example: 33 per cent of my daily audience is reading me via Safari browsers, and Apple products make up the vast majority of the Operating Systems clicking in with iPhones coming a close second at 24 per cent… Continue reading Searching

I own like, 60 pairs of shoes. It’s appalling and awesome at the exact.same.time. There are enough outfits in my closet that I could safely go weeks without wearing the same time twice (aka I could probably survive for 30 days or so without doing laundry which is basically bliss except that’s a lot of clothes… Continue reading Fashionably Frenzied

Irrational. It’s a word I found myself repeating over and over to myself on Saturday morning as I stood in my kitchen. I was being irrational. Completely and utterly irrational. Ridiculous even, and it’s made me realize exactly how detrimental self-talk can be. You see, while I was making myself a piece of toast and a… Continue reading Detriment