Enter the meme of Maple's life. Born in Canada, she bears the symbol of our amazing country as her very own name.
But nevermind that for now, she's got some growing and learning to do and she's extremely busy being cute. And outdoorsey. She already hikes, bikes and does stair climbing in her spare time (being worn, of course). That parts because her momma is
So here's the deal. This is the only group _I_ have heard of that supports, inspires and connects MOMS who RUN THEIR OWN BUSINESSES. Sounds amazing right? Well - it sounds amazing to mom's who run their own businesses. Maybe not so exciting to people who are not MWRTOBs (totally just made up an acronym there). But that is the whole point. MWRTOBs (ok, sounds a bit silly if you actually try to say it) are unique - we balance the all encompassing task of motherhood with the also all encompassing task of running our own businesses and funny, weird, quirky, crazy, hard, tiresome, challenging, wonderful things happen in our spheres every day - some things that only fellow MWRTOBs could ever...
"My biggest fear was that I would be tired after a c-section, breastfeeding, and sleep deprivation. I was worried that I wouldn't have the energy to put a smile on for the camera! I actually thought about cancelling the session so many times, but offering to have a doula come before the session to help with the baby was great ! I did not think it would go as smoothly as it did. Thanks for hiring Kelly - she was so great!" ...
Ok, ok, there is no snow. But it IS the dead of THIS Toronto winter.
Are you like so many families that wait for spring sunshine or fall colours for family photos? I don't blame you... well except that you are missing an entire season every year. I wanted to prove to you that even the greyest foggy days can provide dreamy captures and memories.
It’s like being on a treadmill that never stops. It’s wiping runny noses, it’s laughing at not-funny ‘jokes’, it’s answering ‘WHY?’ 859 times, it’s cuddling away the boo-boos, it’s being held onto by a pinky-finger, it’s serving favourite foods that are suddenly rejected, it’s a sigh and a glass of wine once they’re finally down for the night. It’s never peeing by yourself for 8 years. It’s finding the right babysitter, yelling little people out the doors in the morning, automatically accepting the candy wrapper placed in your hand instead of the bin, it’s sporting yogurt stains on every sweater you own. It’s diapers. It’s tantrums. It’s an all-encompassing love you’ve never felt before.