Remember the Love

This weekend I attended a beautiful Greek wedding. It was a very ceremonial event lasting over an hour and filled with tradition and symbolism. At one point in the ceremony, the priest spoke about the roles of both the husband and wife. ...more

It’s Really Me in There…

About a month ago my mother came to visit me. She lives in a relatively small town, so her trips to the city consist of us doing a lot of shopping. Recently, her favorite foundation had run out so we happily made our way down to the expensive department store for a new jar. Due to the birth of my daughter and the lifestyle of a mom with two kids, I had not been using my foundation so I had not actually been to the store in over nine months. Little did I know that they had completely renovated and upgraded the store to a kind of super-luxury status. ...more

How Well Do You Know Your Neighbors?

This summer our aging next door neighbors had their two grand daughters come and stay for over two months. The oldest girl was the same age as my son, so by the end of their first day, a new friendship was quickly budding. As with most people who live in populated neighborhoods, most activities that occurred in our yard, they’re privy to them. If we were barbecuing, running through the sprinkler, eating watermelon on the deck or just picking weeds, the girl next door was quickly asking if she could join us. At first her attendance was welcome. ...more

Warding off the Mommy Blues

After my first child, a handful of people asked me if I was feeling any Baby Blues. Thankfully, I was able to escape the hormonal imbalance that often affects new moms and merrily went about my new role of mother with zest and vigor. I quickly immersed myself into all things baby. As my son grew, my world consisted of classes, play dates and, of course, daily trips to the playground. ...more

Never to Young for Marketing

Recently my son’s little four-year-old girl friend arrived at our house wearing a very hip and stylish Hannah Montana ensemble.  I, of course, have a boy, and have not been privy to the Hannah craze. ...more

First Born Frenzy

When my son was born, our house transformed from a chic, yuppie house to all things baby boy. A barrage of toys-for-boys filled the rooms, an indoor slide, a maze of parachute tunnels and a mini-basket ball hoop dominated his playroom. His closet broke a rod holding the dozens of blue outfits he had been given and I had bought. Every day I was off to the store to get something he needed, and whether it was the latest baby gizmo or another have-to-have baby accessory, I managed to find something new and necessary for him. ...more

Here in Canada, we have it all…or do we?

Last fall when I was eight months pregnant with my second child, I precariously hoisted up my two year old onto the bird’s nest vantage point of a local playground’s jungle gym. While up there, running around with the other kids, he slipped, fell and cut his lip. ...more

Friendliness in an Unfriendly World

On a typical afternoon I often find myself pushing my son in his stroller as we buy our groceries, go to the bank, pick up our dry-cleaning and shop at the local stores on our busy street.  Sitting in his front row seat, meandering through the crowd, my three year old happily says “hello”, “hi” and occasionally “nice dog” to the many people passing by. Sadly, I have to report that few will reply, or say hello back or acknowledge his attempt at being friendly. ...more

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A Mother’s Love

This year, five of my girlfriends had their first child. I was also pregnant, but with my second. ...more



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A Mother’s Love

This year, five of my girlfriends had their first child. I was also pregnant, but with my second. As their bellies grew, they stopped looking at me with a bored stare.  Instead, the first time moms gushed and cooed about my growing baby.  Now each of them were interested and enthusiastic about the arrival of their own child and could not stop talking about everything baby. As each of them went on at length about the anticipation and excitement of growing a new life, they often asked me: “What’s it like to be a mother?” ...more