Wednesday, October 30, 2013

In the neighborhood

Inevitably the first time that anyone comes to visit us, one of the first comments they make is that it's so far.

They're right of course. It is far from the downtown core.

But yesterday, as I ran errands in my local village (quartier, I was reminded once again why we chose this area.

I bought coffee from a local café, in bulk and had it ground for me, just the way you like to imagine coffee being sold.  I bought bagels made by a local bagel shop and they held the door for me as I left.  I like that both purchases supported a local economy and community.  I like that I feel connected to my corner of the world when I do this. 

When Paul and I contemplated moving to the suburbs, I had 2 conditions:  I needed to be by the water and I wanted to be able to have a small commercial Asta nearby so that we could go for coffee or brunch.  I love that we managed to get both. 

Picture is from the coffeeshop's Facebook page.

Thursday, October 17, 2013

joys of motherhood: shit they don't tell you beforehand

Everyone tells you that motherhood is the greatest. That the love you'll have as a mother is beyond words.


What they don't tell you is that it's the small moments that sucker punch you and knock you over with love, not the big ones. It's the moments like the one above in the picture that kill me and overwhelm me with love for this little man in my life.

I know, you were all thinking that I hate my son based on all my snarky posts about motherhood. But it's not true, despite how hard I find it, I do love this little guy. Quite a bit actually. Admittedly, sometimes I need to remind myself of it but he always finds a way to remind me when I forget.

For example, after some of the worst shitty diapers, he often has the best grins. Seriously, as in shit eating best grins. This kid loves his change table. Even at 3am in the morning. Even when Mama is bitching about it being 3am in the morning and no, you're not allowed to wake up and be perky now, he'll pull out the best smiles and start cooing and it just kills me even though I'm still grumbling (admittedly less vehemently).


It's those little moments when he's proud of himself because he's standing up and awed by the world he's seeing at this new level or him holding my finger while he eats or a million of other little moments that make my heart go squishy. No one tells you about them, the ones that catch you completely off guard in their beautiful ordinariness.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

joys of motherhood: shit they don't tell you beforehand

Ok, the next person who tells me about creating "schedules" for babies is going to get smacked.

Seriously.

Remember this? Yeah, he was so small. And yes, he only fell asleep on his, which is in direct contradiction to most advice!


Ok, maybe not really... but you can bet your bottom dollar that I'm bitch slapping them in my head.

Why? Because I don't know what miracle babies they have, but mine wants none of it. He wants to eat when he wants to eat and moving that schedule around just ain't gonna happen easily. Sure, we're working on it. But honestly, after 2 months of poor sleeping, I'll take whatever nap times I can get people.

And my chunky monkey is content when he's well fed. And with his eating schedule.... he's definitely well fed.

I suppose some babies are perfect and follow the ideal schedule set forth by every god given gift of a baby whispering baby book author, but mine, thus far, has firmly established his contrariness towards being forced into any mould.

And honestly, I think that while that might frustrate me a little, it also makes me just a little proud that he's already keen to go his own way!

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

QPop and going baby free

#Qpop

So I finally did it. I ventured out of my home, sans baby, for the first time. And you know what? It was awesome. Probably one of the best nights I've had in a long time.

What did I do, you ask?


I attended a live recording of Q with Jian Ghomeshi in Montreal. I'm so glad that I went. It was funny, thought provoking, re-affirming, and full of great music. It made me remember why I love Montreal so much. Honestly, after a few years of just terrible stories in the news, ranging from corruption scandals, le printemps erable, to the new proposed charter of values, it's been hard to love this province. But Jian was right when he started the show in saying that when you're in Montreal, you know you're some place special and even though it feels hard to remember these days, watching local talents on the stage while listening to insightful commentaries on media portrayals of current events makes it easier to remember again.

I'm so glad that I went. Honestly, it was the perfect night out to get my brain back into life beyond mama-dom. And honestly, I just think Jian Ghomeshi is the bomb. Yup. He (and his team) work so hard to be informed about the topics he presents. I'm in awe of what his reading/research schedule must be.

As for Paul and Liam, they were just fine without Mama. And you know what that means.... I foresee more baby free adventures in my future!


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