A little Christmas jiggle

It’s funny how much our bodies really take a physical toll from our emotional scars. I’ve noticed lately how much my back hurts, my shoulders, my arms on a Monday morning after carrying Ella around all weekend. How much harder it is to get out of bed just from exhaustion no matter how much sleep […]

All the thanks I be giving

Today is Thanksgiving in Canada, and naturally social media is flooded with posts about what everyone is thankful for. Instead of posting a drawn out Facebook status, I figure I’ll write about my thankfulness here. First of all, I’m thankful for my three curly-haired minions. They can drive me up the wall, but my life […]

Give me a second while I readjust my crown

I’ve written a lot about trauma, especially the trauma that accompanies a premature birth. I think a lot of the post secondary trauma I’ve experienced in the girls’ lifetime is related to their birth; more so than the NICU stay. Maybe it was the suddenness of the delivery versus the time I had to adjust […]

What does special needs mean, anyway?

I’ve thought about the term “special needs” a lot since the girls were born. As a social worker, I’ve worked with kids and adults with all kinds of levels of functioning and with every type of concern or difficulty you could imagine. I’ve never liked labels. I don’t think social workers should identify anyone or […]

You know my name isn’t Mummy, right?

My parents gave me a name when I was born, as parents do. Sure, my name has resulted in some pretty epic Starbucks fails and always left me wondering if the teacher was calling for me or if there actually was a kid named Alicia in class with me, but I like my name. Now, […]