Every time I step out of the house, I’m surprise to see that somehow, the world is still spinning.
We are lucky to live in Eastern Canada because this dazzling display of fall is a fairly regional phenomenon.
When I first learned I was pregnant, some people asked me if I was going to move back to France for a few months.
Fall is still lovely here and I’m enjoying the cold, crisp air after all the humidity this summer. But the true perk of the season is the stunning fall foliage. On a beautiful fall day, we headed to...
As I quickly learned, while some couple are taking a chance to call a truce with the world, other are trolling. And it’s neither pretty or funny. I already mentioned my “hell is other people” theory...
Mark was born in Ottawa on October 12, 2012, at 11:04 a.m. Labour was unexpected, fast and easy (no, really!).
When I first learned I was expecting, I looked in the mirror naked and tried to picture myself eight months from that moment. I couldn't.
So far, I’ve had four ultrasounds, a bunch of blood tests, the Integrated Test, two appointments with a GP at the University of Ottawa Health Services and countless appointments (seven, eight…?) with...
Pregnancy hormones really mess up with your head. I have been on an emotional rollercoaster for the past few months: I alternated between feeling helpless and happy, confident and anxious. Apparently...
Nine months is a long time. I feel like I’ve been pregnant forever, and I’m still not one of these “glowing pregnant women”.
I wasn’t comparing myself with a freaking fertility goddess. I felt like I was going through puberty all over again.