birth moments
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Labour day means so many things to different people. It began as a day off for front-line workers. It merged into the last long weekend of the summer before kids started school. To spend lazy afternoons camping with the kids or having friends over for a BBQ is the norm these days. When I think…
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Hearing the cars outside just highlights that I need to get to sleep. The moonlight peeks through the blinds in our bedroom. I need to sleep. I do not know when she will wake me up. My four-year-old has a horrible sleep track record. Most nights I take the midnight shifts to let my hubby…
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Happy Father’s Day to my Best Friend who makes every day Father’s Day for our girls. Xo
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I know I should have thicker skin when it comes to snide remarks. I know I should let it roll off my back. I know I shall expect it again. It makes my brain go into what people should say. They are: 5 things Not to Say to an Autism Parent Everything happens for a…
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Watching *Cathy console her little boy, *Bryan, you would think they are just like any other mother and child at the playground. She sends him off after a few sips of water and goldfish. He races off to meet his friends. Cathy watches him go with a look that beams of pride. Only, their story…
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I am so grateful to be a mom in the era of smartphones. In a blink of an eye, while you are digging for your camera, the sweet kid moment could be gone. There are hundreds of snaps of my kids on my phone. For the many times that I forget to bring the video…
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I run through house and take the stairs two by two. Dropping my purse on the kitchen table, I turn to the the kitchen sink. I load the sink to wash the lunch dishes. As it fills, I run back down the stairs to the laundry room to switch a load from washer to dryer.…
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For years I fought with the overwhelming rollercoaster of depression, anxiety and mixed emotions. I give out as much as I can for my family and friends. I know I could always do more. I do not ask for much in return. Feelings of “I am not worth it” invade me when the dark times…
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; My heart has stopped, and then starts again full throttle. The music is filling the room with memories and dreams of the future. The words mix with the music notes from the guitar flooding my eyes with tears. The happy kind. I am in the middle of my living room that is brimming with…
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Dear Mom, I am so sad, mad and upset at you. After years of being scared to have kids, in fear of them inheriting genetic baggage, my deepest fear has come true. Since my youngest daughter was born, her delays have been obvious. Then the diagnosis of Autism arrived. All this time I have been…
Danielle Christopher 