I Dare You to Drink the Vinegar

Life is short. If you blink, you might miss it.  The earth has existed for millions of years, but we will only be here for less than a century. Sometimes I look at my children and think about how the time that my partner and I have with them as children is finite.  Time seems to be passing by like a flash of lightning; it seems like they were babies and then I blinked and then were toddlers and then I blinked again and they were able to make their own decisions and understand conversations that once upon a time were in secret code that they could in no way decipher.  I adore their infinite cuteness that I cannot get enough of.  I marvel at how sweet their tiny little faces are and hope that I will always see them this way. Sometimes I feel totally weird thinking about how some people do not have children, never having the chance to nurture tiny little people that look and act like them.  I realize that reproduction is not everyone's goal, and I also realize th...

I am sitting on my bed after a long day of taking care of baby Kelly (which primarily involved watching him sleep in his electronically powered swing) thinking about what is going to happen in the next year that I have off from my full-time job on my maternity leave. As I stare into the sweetest, angelic face ever sleeping beside me I cannot help but think about what the next steps of my career are after I complete my Master's degree in 4 weeks and begin searching for casual work when my salary top-up ends in late May.  I have mixed feelings about wanting to return to work so soon but at the same time I look forward to the challenge of finding a casual nursing position outside of my comfort zone of mental health and addictions and in a time of unsteady nursing waters following what I anticipate will be a lengthy contract negotiation by the BC Nurses Union. I am both excited and scared about the possibility that I will find I am going to...