Everyone says that I look like my dad. Pale and freckly skin, dirty-blonde hair with a bit of a red tint, blue eyes. I like to think that I inherited his patience, but truth is, well, It’s more wishful thinking most days. I have… Continue Reading “The Curse of the Not-So-Green Thumb (Don’t give up!)”
When my first son was a baby, we had an absolutely amazing paediatrician. My husband and I, naive, brand-spanking new young parents, hung on to his every word, did everything he said, and took every little bit of advice as gospel truth. If he… Continue Reading “Observations of a Mother”