This last year has been one of the most difficult of my life. Adjusting to life with new born twins and I notice my son is fading away before my eyes. My 5 year old was diagnosed with leukemia; our world fell apart.
We started treatments, he got better, I got married, my new husband [...]
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The new crib arrived today, it’s still in pieces and will be for a while. Noah Noème Jack turns 10 on Hallowe’en. 10. T.E.N. One Zero. Double figures. My oldest child. It feels very strange. I think back to when he was a portable baby-to-go, in his little car seat, travelling the world. And now he’s nearly as tall as me and growing like a weed. Yep, a week goes by and the baby count goes up. Having found out that I’m expecting again, despite Depo shots and a vasectomy, it was just typical that I’d find out I’m expecting twins again. I’m French Canadian. I may have mentioned that at some point. I was brought up to speak French in Montreal, by a Radio (and later Television) Newscaster, originally from Winnipeg. We lived in Toronto a while, but always came back to Montreal. I don’t consciously remember when I learned to speak English. We have no TV. Some people think we’re insane, cruel even. When I’m feeling down, one of the tracks that always gets me shaking my tush and doing a bit of a solo-mosh is Pixies’ Debaser. In fact, any of the Pixies tracks can pick me up. But mostly, I’m all about Debaser. Taken [...] |
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