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May 25, 2018

It’s been 5 days since the Jets lost against Vegas in Game 5 and had their hopes of lifting Lord Stanley’s cup above their heads smashed. It’s also been 5 days since fans have begun to mourn their own hopes of victory. Ben and I wanted it so bad. I wanted the win. I wa...

April 1, 2018

I spent the day in MacGregor on Sunday where my parents live and where I grew up. On the way back home, Ben and I began dreaming about our future. 

I found myself doing something we are all used to doing- doubting my abilities. I doubted my intelligence, my skills, my p...

February 5, 2018

Recently, I traded in my iPad and PC laptop for a new iPad Pro- keyboard, pencil and all. I’m not using it to it’s full extent yet but last night after Izzy went to bed I decided to try colouring. I have always wanted to get into the adult colouring book fad and I enjo...

January 26, 2018

I did not always dream of being a social worker- I’d like to meet the people whose childhood dream is to be a social worker. Even when I registered for school to return for my social work degree I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I just wanted to “help peopl...

January 15, 2018

This blog is made possible by the 10 seconds a day when my girl is fed, changed, napped and entertaining herself. I have a feeling I’m going to be a bit ‘ranty’, but hopefully comical, in the next few paragraphs. Before Azazel, I had a romantic idea of having a baby. I...

January 7, 2018

We all have our own stories about our body size: the love and the hate. There’s very rarely apathy. I’m no different. There’s some body hate- more often than I want to admit- and there’s the small periods of love. I’m better at telling the stories of hate because I’ve...

December 12, 2017

Google has become an intimate part of our lives in the past week. I mean, who doesn’t love google? As a culture, we seem to have a sort of addiction to google and use it for so many things: looking up random facts, searching for “running into glass door” videos, findin...

November 29, 2017

I thought I would return home to a husband crying in relief that I was back from my 2.5 hour hair appointment. It’s the longest I’ve left him and Izzy at home. With a head full of hair dye, I had imagined that Izzy was crying inconsolably, the dog was piddling all over...

November 12, 2017

In my career I sit with people every day who feel they are not in control of their thoughts; their own mind has betrayed them. Recently, I’ve begun to understand the torture of what that must be like for them. To be clear, I’m not thinking about harming myself or other...

October 21, 2017

I never meant for this blog to be about becoming a Mom, but if my goal is to journey with you as genuinely as possible, than I guess this is where I’m at. A new Mom: blissfully in love, periodically terrified and totally unprepared.

5:45am, October 11th. I wake up to di...

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