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One of my favourite sentiments about Motherhood is “… the choice to become a Mother is the choice to become one of the greatest spiritual teachers there is “ – Oprah. I believe this to be so true. While motherhood is not something we can ever master, it is absolutely something we grow through, and all gain wisdom and self-realization from along our journey we never
**Article originally published on YummyMummyClub.ca in August 2016. Has been modified to reflect current year** Princess Diana would have been 56 years-old this year. Most of us remember exactly where we were when we learned of her tragic passing. Many of us rubbed our sleepy eyes, and wiped our ever-flowing tears as we watched her funeral – heartbroken, united in world-wide mourning over the loss of a gem, a
Today is International Women’s Day, and this year’s campaign encourages us to “Be Bold For Change”. I’ve never labelled myself a feminist. I’m not much into the labels we impose on women. They are just another tool used to diminish and if there’s one thing I’ve learned maturing as a woman is that none of us are one-dimensional. But if being a feminist means valuing demonstrable decency
In the middle of writing my Valentine’s Day blog post yesterday, I took a break and scrolled my Facebook feed. There flashed a Canadian news update from the Husband of Florence Leung who tragically took her own life, we learn now from suffering with Postpartum Depression, perhaps exacerbated by her struggles with breastfeeding. It triggered a memory of a sweet Mama we lost earlier in 2016 –
I hear it all the time – “put the camera down and live in the moment”, and “the best memories are those kept in the heart”. While I get the notion behind these sentiments, I tend to have a different perspective on clickin’ my camera button as much as I do. Here’s why this snap-happy Momma will keep on clickin’ in 2017: 1) Photography is
We now interrupt life as we know it for hockey season! Our boys’ hockey programming is in full swing, and the NHL just started its regular season, and well, it’s safe to say I’m now a ‘Hockey Widow’. My husband coaches our oldest son’s Rep team, plays Men’s League, and like most Canadian hockey fans, can’t get enough of prime time TV game-viewing from Fall
