Month: January 2019

Dear future child, Today is the 9th annual Bell Let's Talk Day. It was a day created by communications and media conglomerate Bell to start a conversation around mental health in Canada. For every long distance phone call (people used to make phone calls), text, Tweet, or Facebook share, Bell would donate 5 cents to… Continue reading A hopeful letter to my future child on Bell Let’s Talk day

"When you sell sperm for a living, it's not unusual for your emails to end up in the spam folder!" Those were the words of the super nice (and clearly humorous) R.N. from Outreach Health Group, who I spoke with yesterday. I created an account with them on the weekend - granting me a free… Continue reading Blood, sperm and tears

A friend of mine got married a couple weeks ago. Halfway through the short and sweet nuptials, I leaned toward the friend seated next to me and whispered "Did you bring any Kleenex?" She turned to look at me, saw pools welling up in my eyelids and said "No... so for god's sakes, pull yourself… Continue reading It’s not my wedding and I’ll cry if I want to

I always expected that I would be a mom. Most of us grow up assuming we’ll find a partner, get married, buy a house, and birth beautiful little babies – blond ones, in my case. That’s the narrative society spins, and we rarely question it. Until we’re forced to. I remember creating a time capsule… Continue reading Putting all my eggs in one basket