The longest post ever?
I have been sort of AWOL, lost in my own misery of intense chronic pain and the accompanying fears and despondency. It’s fun. I am back in the land of the walking, but am in pain every second of the...
View ArticleTransitions and gymnastics.
Well, it’s that time again: the end of term is in two weeks, and we need to decide now if Snort will continue with football. For a long time it has been apparent that he goes for his friends, not the...
View ArticleFriendship, racism, family.
My sister has banned my mother from seeing her Facebook updates for ‘an extended period of time.’ Blondie posted a picture of her with some people she used to work with, who all happen to be in Big...
View ArticleAdoption.
Since I know there is at least one other lesbian family that reads this blog and may choose to do a step parent adoption, let me outline our process: First, we contacted social services to get put on...
View ArticleThe who-gets-your-kid convo that some people have at Thanksgiving.
I was sucked in to a particularly ….oh, I can’t think of the right adjective. That one word that will hang, shining and bright, symbolic of the emotions I want to portray. So let’s keep it simple....
View ArticleAn old friend, my old life, knocks at the door.
Got a very unexpected email a few weeks back, asking if TMD, myself, or both of us would like to direct the camp we used to run. Just for this summer. With an old friend. I’m getting to the point in my...
View ArticleI need to remember how much I appreciate these 2.5 hours.
I dreaded it, this day called today. Coats and sweaters and shoes and hats and backpacks and a walk through the cold to the doctor. Loading kids in and out of cars as we shopped for compost and short...
View ArticleFiguring out what authentic means. Motherhood and me-ness. Just being.
I read a status update on Facebook by an unschooling page I follow. It was essentially all about how difficult it can be to support others, to inspire them, and always have to push your own dreams...
View ArticleWhere I come from.
My heritage is in listening to medical stories over dinner. This heart attack, that injury. Words spinning and dancing in the air, describing microwaving blankets to heat the up for boring night...
View ArticleHome education ‘school trips’
We are lucky to live in one of the best places in the country to home educate – there is a huge and varied population of home educators, including more than a handful of mamas from Country A. We have...
View ArticleHigh tide.
Oh, we have the time to see what it feels like for our feet to get sucked into cool, wet mud. We won’t cringe or scream unless we want to, but we won’t….we’ll be too busy laughing and figuring out how...
View ArticleThought processes of a mother of three year old twins.
Today is the day for ‘Pirate Ship Storytelling, ‘ the one day a month where we crowd into a room with lots of people, find a comfortable cushion, and let this totally amazing weirdo spin tales of...
View ArticleWhat I just posted on Facebook. (30/365 ONE)
I remember how I felt that evening two years ago when I walked fifteen minutes without any assistance. I dubbed it ‘the summer I would learn to walk again,’ and after two years full time in a...
View ArticleThe theoretical becomes possible.
So, the Supreme Court overturned the Defence of (heterosexual) Marriage Act. I think this means we could all theoretically move to Country A, at least as soon as marriage equality passes in law here....
View ArticleOverwhelmed.
I’m sorry I haven’t written. In a way, this challenge of walking thirty minutes a day is taking over. It sounds silly, but I have a quick rest in the evenings, then walk, then write about walking....
View ArticleLots of things are more historic than a new famous baby.
A lot of historic things have happened in the last week. Marriage equality has happened here. TMD and I went away alone for a night. The kids’ adoption went through – we had no idea till today. But...
View ArticleThe prodigal daughter.
I haven’t disappeared. Rather, things are changing. I don’t know how to explain it, because on the surface nothing has. Except, I suppose, the kids are now officially home educated, which is quite a...
View ArticleFiguring out what authentic means. Motherhood and me-ness. Just being.
I read a status update on Facebook by an unschooling page I follow. It was essentially all about how difficult it can be to support others, to inspire them, and always have to push your own dreams...
View ArticleWhere I come from.
My heritage is in listening to medical stories over dinner. This heart attack, that injury. Words spinning and dancing in the air, describing microwaving blankets to heat the up for boring night...
View ArticleHome education ‘school trips’
We are lucky to live in one of the best places in the country to home educate – there is a huge and varied population of home educators, including more than a handful of mamas from Country A. We have...
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