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The Post Where Life Gets Real

This is it. The day I’ve been dreading for the last 54 weeks.

The end of my maternity leave. Starting Monday morning, I will be part of the working world. I will be shuttling my boys to daycare and then battling traffic to get to work. The second I drop them off, I will be counting down the minutes until I can be reunited with them again.

I’m really struggling with letting them go.

Before anyone starts flooding my comments with “at least you got 54 weeks”, “stop complaining, look how much time you get off” and so forth let me be perfectly clear: I had a long time off to be with my babies. A lot longer than most people. I know that and if there were words to explain how eternally grateful I am that I live in a place that gives me over a year to be home with my kids, I would be shouting it from the roof tops (or possibly from my front door…it is winter after all). BUT that doesn’t make my heart ache any less knowing that on Monday, I will resume my life as a working mom and my babies will be in the (capable and loving) hands of someone else.

Fit Boy

I think any parent can relate when I say that whether it’s 3 weeks, 3 months or 3 years, it’s never enough time. We always wish for more time. More time to play, more time to enjoy and more time to just sit back and experience the world through their eyes. I’m struggling a great deal knowing that I may be at work when Baby O takes his first steps. I may be at work when my kids have a problem that only a mother can help. I will miss countless numbers of boo-boo kissing, dance party’s, temper tantrums and having my shoulder be the number one chew toy for a teething baby.

I will miss those moments immensely and cherish that magical time of the day when I can kiss their faces, hug them, cry a little (or a lot) and then ask them all about their day.

Baby O

I don’t tend to get super serious on this site but this is one of the most serious struggles that I face in my life because it causes and unspoken amount of anxiety in the pit of my stomach. I love my boys more than words and the decision to return to work was not easy but it’s what we felt was best for us right now. I do love what I do for a living. It’s not my lifelong passion (you can read about that here) but I enjoy the challenge my job brings me. I just wish my work day could be broken up with random playtime with my kids.

So if you have a few extra hugs to spare, I could really use one. Maybe two or three.


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Baby O: 9 Months Later

I can’t believe it. My baby is now 9 months old. In just 3 months, I’ll have both a 3 year old and a 1 year old. A toddler and a preschooler. Someone hold me. It’s all going too fast. It seems like every day is filled with new milestones. Baby O had great promiseContinue Reading

Watching my Baby Grow up Before my Eyes

As Baby O approaches his 9-month birthday, I’m struck with the reality that my baby is closer to being a toddler than a newborn now. I have no idea where these last 9 months have gone. Given the number of sleepless nights and days when I didn’t think I was going to survive until bedtimeContinue Reading

A Year of Firsts- A Cheerios Milestone

The first year in a baby’s life is nothing short of a whirlwind. As a parent with two little ones, I can barely keep up with all these milestones! As much as we try to savour each and every moment, they seem to fly past us and before we can catch it, we’re celebrating moreContinue Reading

Motivation Monday: New Beginnings

I am happy to officially announce that Fit Baby has FINALLY arrived. Mr. O was born last Sunday and came in at 8 lbs, 14 ozs, 22″ long and 13 days overdue. In spite of all the drama and tears leading up to his arrival, I couldn’t be happier that he’s here, he’s healthy andContinue Reading

Dance Fit Boy Dance!

This is how Fit Boy keeps such a trim figure.

Warning: Naked Tuba Player on the Loose

Today we had a bit of a breakthrough… I’ve been extremely frustrated and down the past few days because it seems as though A.’s daytime sleep habits have been progressively getting worse, which translates to him crying even more because he’s so incredibly tired all day long. I’ve been bringing him into bed with meContinue Reading


A quick introduction to myself. I’m 30 years old, and a new mom to a beautiful 6 week old son. I am also in the middle of a struggle with Post Partum Depression. Having taken an undergrad in psychology, I was aware of what PPD is and have never doubted its existence. I’ve always managedContinue Reading