This past weekend was jam packed with Passover AND Easter celebrations. Celebrating both holidays can sometimes be complicated (I'm Jewish, my husband is not) but over the years, Adam and I have embraced the convergence of both our religions. With Passover and Easter landing on the same weekend, Adam and I were determined to honour each day equally.First stop: my parents home for the second night seder. The SederThe Seder is a traditional meal that takes place on the first and second . . .
Hi everyone! I hope you had a great weekend. Since I work full time, Monday, which is one of my days off, is a "working blog day". The last few weeks have been a little unpredictable with working extra shifts and attending various appointments but it's nice to be getting back into my writing routine. After a busy weekend, however, it's sometimes hard to get moving. And what a weekend it was! Yesterday we celebrated my birthday at RECESS, an all-ages family event that took . . .
If you were paying close attention to the title of this post, you can tell already we are going to get a little personal. You've been warned. So. Let's talk periods. I suppose all good things must come to an end. As I've been slowly weaning the little man off the boob, I started feeling the all too familiar symptoms Irrational anger and hunger The roller coaster of emotions The need to nap every five minutes Feeling bloaty, crampy and . . .
Now that I got your attention, happy hump day everyone. Can time please stop for just one minute? Going back to work, adapting to changes all around, raising a baby and doing it all on Weight Watchers is not easy. I feel like this Saturday, I'll be walking with my tail between my legs. During my maternity leave, I felt more in control. I had time to meal plan, I was moving almost every day with my little guy and I was getting into a healthy sleep routine. Since October, I have hit a . . .
Merry Christmas everyone! Has everyone recovered? Did you attempt to score some boxing day sales at Yorkdale or Vaughan Mills? If you did, and made it past the entry, I applaud you and your patience. One look at the line on the way back from Kingston and we decided to hold off on boot shopping for Adam. Poor guy can wait a few days. Here's a little recap of our holidays. You can just call me the Holiday Drama Mama. I didn’t think this holiday could have gotten any worse. It . . .