This little monkey started preschool this year. In the blink of an eye my tiny 7lbs babe was a preschooler. We went from changing diapers to practicing printing. From nighttime feedings to teaching her to ride a bike. I blinked, and she’s almost grown up! I hate to admit it, but with how quickly time has already flown by, I know that grade school, high school and the inevitable university
I still remember the moment like it was just yesterday. Sitting completely upright during my delivery to ask with a gasped breathe “is she out!?” I wanted nothing more then to hug this miracle that had been growing inside me for 9 (long, VERY long) months. Alivia is a rainbow baby, a baby that I never thought I would be able to tangibly hold. Being a first time mom is
I’ve heard more times then I’d like to count how “I don’t know how you do it!” when people find out what my everyday schedule is usually like. Somehow, this makes me some sort of a superhero or something. To me, it makes me a mom. It was up until recently that I was doing a pretty good job of it, I mean I must be if people are applauding
Like most parents it seems like there is a never ending supply of questions to go alongside raising our kids – unfortunately for us, nothing comes with a manual when it comes to our kids so I am always so appreciative of the experts in certain fields that take the time to patiently answer my millions (upon millions) of questions! Just recently I attended a twitter party with @RBC_Canada and had
I was raised in a home with a single mom, she did absolutely everything she could to provide the necessities, but there wasn’t much left over for anything else. We didn’t have investments, we didn’t have RESP’s or RRSP’s set up, we were happy just to be able to survive on what we had. Recently I talked to my mom about why she never set up an RESP for me
It seems innocent enough. Glowing parents welcome a beautiful new bundle at the hospital, they go home and cuddle and coo for a few weeks of solitude and then suddenly the questions pour in.. so I plead with you, the next time you want to ask? Please don’t. The one question you need to stop asking me ….