Heads Up

Heads Up

I ring my bell, but they don’t hear. I shout, but they don’t hear. I wave my hand, but they don’t see. Eventually, I swerve my bike around them and make tut-tut noises. When I was working with a man with vision impairment, he referred to them as “the...
Normal Crazy

Normal Crazy

What is an acceptable amount of crazy for mothers? I certainly identify with the idea of ‘normal crazy’, a term I discovered in my recent Master’s thesis proposal research. There have been times I have felt out of my mind during my matrescence. The researchers suggest...

Home Alone

As I stood in the kitchen chopping up veggies for the soup I was making to ease my three-year-old son’s croup, I saw a figure flash past the back door. My first thought was, “oh, my husband must have come home early to take over sick child duties”. But it wasn’t my...

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