Like most new parents, I’m often torn between sharing cute pictures of my kid and withholding them because, you know, it’s a big scary world we are living in. It may be my “Amélie Poulain” side but most days, I choose to see the world as a nice place and I refuse to give in to the “culture of fear” where we are too often scared of the wrong things.
Monthly Archives: February, 2013
I don’t know for you but at home, grocery shopping is the barrel of the Danaids. There is always a key product missing—it’s like our fridge is swallowing the contents when we are not looking.
This is not to brag I have a perfect body—far from that. This is just a message of hope to the women who are pregnant or who want to become pregnant and are bidding goodbye to their body. Sure, pregnancy and having a baby changes you in tons of small ways. But your body is smart and it adjusts accordingly.
Tylenol, Sinustab… we are like drug dealers at home. “I trade you an Advil for a Tylenol Extra Strength.” “Sure, but I need to finish my Strepsil first, my throat is killing me.” We are boiling water non-stop and going through tissue boxes like a teen who has just discovered you-know-what.
So why does my mother, almost 30 years after giving birth to me, still seems to feel bad about needing some ‘me’ time when we were young? Why does she need to sound apologetic? Goddamn guilt. That’s what it is. I know where she comes from now. I feel the same.
Feng was born in China and came to Canada when he was in his early teens. I was born and raised in Nantes, France, and came to Canada in 2004. So, what are our Chinese, Canadian and French sides?
On February 12, Mark is turning four months. The tiny little thing we brought back from the Civic Hospital on October 12, 2012 morphed into a cute little boy. Mark doesn’t look like a newborn anymore but a baby with his own personality, quirks, likes and dislikes.
I spend a lot of time online, both for work and leisure. I love surfing the Web: I’m an avid reader and Internet is a goldmine of information. But lately, I discovered a few trends that are to me, a visitor, a huge turn-off.Here are my 5 website pet peeves or “Why you lost a visitor”.
Today is Chinese New Year, and our multicultural house is celebrating the beginning of spring (not quite there yet in Canada!) and the beginning of the year of the Snake.
Some signs of your new status as a mother are obvious and were predictable, including occasional identity crises, chronic lack of time and the appearance of mysterious stains on your clothes. But there a few “side effects” of motherhood you wouldn’t have thought of a few months ago—an eternity ago now—when you were still pregnant.
“Finally, we get something out of that kid!” I joke while opening the brown envelop from the Canada Revenue Agency. I already know what’s inside: a cheque for $300—the exact amount for three instalments of the new Universal Child Care Benefit. Or, as well call it at home, diaper and formula money.
Employees will never embrace budget cuts but they can understand them, and most would go quietly and with some dignity.
But they aren’t given the chance, and the degrading treatment they are subjected to is certainly the ugliest side of the North American work environment.
As a native speaker of “Parisian French” in Canada, many prospective immigrants and local English speakers ask me what I think of “Québécois”, aka “Quebec French”, the predominant variety of French spoken here,