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Ten Things I Love (On My Birthday)

Every year on my birthday , I like to reflect on the things I love. Since today I turn 38 years old (but still feeling very much like I'm in my 20's, thank you very much!) I'm sharing with you ten things I love. 1. My family.  My boys, my husband, my parents, sister, grandparents, and in-laws... I'm thankful I'm surrounded by so many awesome and loving people. We're a fun, crazy, loud bunch. 2. Amazing lifelong, since childhood, friendships. I cherish my girlfriends a lot. 3.  Vacations and travel.... so necessary in my life! 4. Blogging , and the amazing opportunities that come from it, year after year. Like being one of the six celebrities in the 2013 Dancing With The Stars for Easter Seals competition—going outside of my comfort zone is something I don't often shy away from! It still blows my mind, how incredible this community is, and how if you really work hard and follow your passion, good things happen . ...

The List Of 37

Yesterday I spent the day thinking I was turning a year older than I really am. When I realized my mistake, (I am terrible when it come to math, obviously) I was relieved, and then I realized that I'm still over 35, so you know, whatever. Another year older... another birthday to celebrate! In reality I'm beyond thankful for another year , and am feeling blessed. 37 is a great number, right? I still feel like I'm 26, most of the time. I sleep even less than most 20 year olds who go out all night long! (Remember those days? I miss those days, minus the evil hangovers.) Looking back, I've got nothing but great memories. I wouldn't even trade the bad moments because they've shaped who I've become and they're part of my story. I miss certain aspects of the past, though, like high school, university and... everything in between and after. Nostalgic much? Here are 37 of my favourite things: 1. My family . I love my family so much—husband, paren...

The Power Of Eight

Last year, my oldest son, my baby, turned seven years old.  Today my baby boy is eight years old. Eight. Years. Old. In two years, my oldest son will be ten. It is amazing how much my life shifted  from before, to after, the second my son was born and placed in my arms. Life changed for me in ways I'm still trying to wrap my head around. Life changed for the better, and my eyes were opened to an entirely new world. This new world made me much more vulnerable than ever before, much more afraid than ever before, and much more emotional than ever before. Often, I have thoughts of wanting to fast-forward time, to see where we'll be in twenty, thirty years. I feel that only then will I be able to exhale. At the same time, I want to freeze time, because even though I absolutely cherish every second, I feel like time is going by way too quickly. Looking back at pictures of my son and seeing the boy he's become, and the baby he was, makes me emotional. I remember i...