Day #200 Ch-ch-ch-changes

I can’t get enough of watching my husband and my son from behind, walking hand in hand. If they’re walking, I marvel at the fact that these are both mine. My boys. If Hawkeye is running after daddy, then he is still running with that awkward, uneven (and so adorable) toddler gait with his arms…

Day #197 Luxury and gratitude

I won’t lie, the last thirty six hours have been a bit on the rough side. I’m not saying they were bad. Life isn’t meant to be easy all the time. Good things sometimes require some stress and angst before they can be enjoyed properly. So yes, there was stress, and frustration, and gnashing of teeth.…

Day #195 “Do you feel that?”

If you’re hypermobile, chances are you’ve had a conversation like this with a physio at least once in your life: Physio: “Ok, for hip flexor stretches, you can put your right foot forward, left knee on the mat, left hand up, now lean forward, don’t curve your back… that’s perfect. Do you feel that?” Me:…

Day #193 The Blanket Wars

I heard the warnings early on, when Hawkeye was just an infant. If you find that he becomes attached to something particular…. make sure you have a spare, or three. Nothing quite like the end-of-the-world crisis because you lost your child’s favourite irreplaceable comfort item. I decided to be proactive about this problem. From very…