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The Act of Loving

My husband is adopted.  How he connects, attaches and loves is very different from me. My husband is particularly good at self-sabotage.  His unintended, but often realized, survival philosophy has been “if I push you away it will hurt less than if you push me away.”  Except, it doesn’t work that way and the hurting,… Continue reading The Act of Loving

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Working on Me: Fitness

In March 2016 my husband wrote, “I’ve hit a wall where my personal health has declined to the point that I’m very aware of it.”  I can relate. I thought about listing out the stresses that have immobilised me over the last several years, including multiple pregnancies; but truly the life of a couch potato… Continue reading Working on Me: Fitness

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The fun: EIA, Shopping Extravaganza

When my husband first started his Daddy blog I was thrilled at the potential that he would receive invitations to attend great community events, try kid targeted products, and expand his freelance network.  I had hoped this would help supplement our income, make the blog more viable over time, and introduce our Bean to some wicked… Continue reading The fun: EIA, Shopping Extravaganza

baby #2 · Crazy Wife · Stuff for Baby · Stuff for Me and Baby · The Undad · Toddlers · Trent and I · Uncategorized


I haven’t written much this year. I’ve been, for the most part, too busy trying to keep it together, at least on the surface.  Between work, vomiting, a toddler, and CFS/FMS my time has been spoken for. Baby number two will soon arrive. My mother started making herself at home in our tiny spare bedroom;… Continue reading Teaser

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Friggin’ Toilets

This may come as a surprise to you, but The Undad and I fight.  I know, I know, I recently wrote about how he’s been working on becoming my perfect partner, but the reality is we fight.  He’s human. I’m human.  He has expectations.  I have unrealistic expectations.  He’s a weirdo.  I’m, well, an over… Continue reading Friggin’ Toilets