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Feeling a Little Cheeky*
Ruby had a much better night last night. She still woke up several times, but I only had to hold her / rock her back to sleep once, and I was able to spend the entire night in my own bed. Her lovely antibiotics seem to be doing the trick, and I feel like we are inching back toward her regular sleep habits. So, when this morning dawned bright and sunny, I was looking forward to enjoying day #2 of my holidays. I had a billion errands I wanted to run, and I have house projects up the wazoo I would love to finish. After I rolled out of bed…
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The Ear Infection*
What a difference a day can make. My little bean has been sick with a cold for the last two weeks. She was okay at first, then a bad cough took hold and slowed her down for three or four days. The Hubster and I each took a turn taking a day off of work to be with her (and recoup from the cold that we had each caught ourselves) and I ended up in a walk in clinic with her a week ago. I just wanted to have her checked out after a couple of particularly rough nights, but the doctor assured me it was just the mother of…
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After the Storm*
So, my last post was a bit of a doozy. When I sat down and started writing, I wasn’t entirely sure what I wanted to say. My emotions and thoughts just poured out, and when I reached the end and reread what I had written, I almost deleted it all. But I’m really glad that I posted it. I’ve had a number of people contact me and tell me that they’ve been feeling / have felt the same way, and it’s been wonderful hearing some of their experiences. For me, writing is very cathartic. It’s usually how I deal with those big things that are bothering me, and then I’m…
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Time Out For Me*
I’ve been thinking about something quite a bit over the last few weeks. I’ve had a really hard time trying to put it into words, so bear with me as I try again now. This year didn’t start off particularly well for me. I had my car accident, Ruby was sick forever, and I finally got another interview at the school I had given my heart to for two years… and then I didn’t get the job. I felt… lost. After enduring a particularly difficult month of January, I accepted that 2013 just wasn’t going to be my year. I could feel that there was something about this year that…
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Secret Chef*
If you know me in real life, or follow me on Facebook, you’ll know that I’ve become “that” person who reposts all the amazing recipes I see floating around on the interwebs. Sometime in the last year or two I’ve discovered a real love for cooking. When the Hubster and I first got married, my abilities in the kitchen were… limited. I was barely 20 and survived my first year of university by eating pasta and rice. Our financial situation improved somewhat once we added our combined OSAP and his savings into the mix, so I found we actually had money to buy groceries. Which was lovely… except that I…