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Chatter: On Grief

I realised recently that it has nearly been a year since my Aunt Tina died. Tina was only ten years older than me and was really more like a big sister than an aunt. Losing her to breast cancer last year was devastating, but I was so very grateful to have been there holding her hand when she passed.

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Chatter: All About Au Pairs

After years of scrambling for babysitters, missing events, being late for school runs, and generally feeling a bit run down, my husband and I decided to look into getting an au pair. It ended up being one of the best decisions we ever made for our family, and I now recommend the idea to anyone who will listen!

After speaking to a number of friends who had au pairs, I ended up using aupairworld.com. Not only is the fee the lowest I found (an absolute fraction of what agencies cost!!), but it is also really easy to use.  And because the site is free for au pairs to register on, there are LOADS of au pairs to choose from!

[Full disclosure: after using Au Pair World for our first two au pairs, I reached out to them and asked if they would be open to a collaboration. As a result, this post is sponsored by Au Pair World, a company I use and love!]

A thank you from our au pair, Elisabeth.

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Chatter: Mrs. Man

I met my husband when I was twenty-one-years-old. We had a whirlwind romance and were married when I was only twenty-three. It wasn’t a very difficult decision for me to change my surname to his as it was more important to me that we present as a family than for me to keep my given surname. I did, however, request that if we ever had a boy baby that we name him “Peter” after my maiden name, “Peterka”. When our son was born in 2014, we did exactly that. Continue Reading…

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Chatter: #metoo

I attended an event last night at a local pub. As I went to the bar to buy a drink I began chatting with the man next to me. He was friendly and funny. We were chatting about how warm the room was and I mentioned how the woman behind the bar had told me how she regretted wearing a wool jumper. He responded by saying he wouldn’t mind if she just took it off and began making sexual comments about her and then about me. Continue Reading…

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Flash Bob 2017!

Last weekend, onstage at Camp Bestival, I chopped seven inches off of my long hair.

This cut was five years in the making, but by the time it had gotten long enough to donate, I was pretty bummed to let it go! I have always been a short hair girl (I had a pixie cut for years) and the long hair made me feel beautiful and even (gasp . . . isn’t she a mum?!) a bit sexy. Continue Reading…

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Chatter: An Ideal Body

There must be very few people in the world who look at their bodies and are completely happy with what they see. I certainly wish I were one of them, but that most certainly isn’t the case: I have intimate knowledge of all my imperfections and therefore find them difficult to ignore. In fact, I have spent a large part of my life trying to hide these imperfections because compared to other bodies that I see, my body is far from perfect. That being said, I find myself most often comparing myself to the “ideal” bodies of models and actresses that undress for the camera as these are the undressed bodies I most regularly encounter. And comparing myself to the “ideal” (aka: nipped and tucked, and photoshopped) bodies I see in the media simply isn’t fair.

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Thoughts on Belonging

In attempts to ground myself in areas that feel a bit lost to me, I have started making some changes in my life. One major one is that I got new head shots done so that I can start pursuing acting again! (So scary!) Another is that I’ve started attending a local Quaker meeting house. The service (if you could even call it that) is basically a group meditation: it involves a group of people sitting in a room together in silence. If someone feels moved, they can stand up and share a brief thought before returning the room to silence. The meeting I attended this weekend only had two people share (about what it means to belong in a community) and it felt like they were speaking directly to me and it got me thinking. Continue Reading…

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Chatter: Podcasts

Growing up in a small farming town north of Seattle, I was only sometimes able to tune into NPR (National Public Radio). When I could, I was fascinated by the news, programs and stories. They always left me wanting more. When I finally moved to the big city (Seattle) in 1999, I binged on NPR. I couldn’t get enough! It was quite a few years before I was able to access podcasts off air, so until then I made sure to tune into my radio whenever my favourite shows were on (gosh, I sound so old fashioned! Ha!). I would time any car trips I had to take to coincide with my favourite shows, and would always curse my luck when I had to miss the beginning or end of a good show.

Eighteen years later I am still  fan, but I now take full advantage of the fact that I can listen to my favourite podcasts on demand. I listen to them when I jog, when I clean, when I’m in the bath, when I’m on my bike or the tube or a bus . . . I listen to them constantly. A good podcast can turn a crappy task or long commute into something that I actually look forward to.

Here are my top five podcasts. I do go through phases of listening to others as well, but these are the podcasts I return to time after time. Continue Reading…

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Chatter: Why I Will March

I felt so helpless when my nephew was diagnosed with cancer. It seemed so unjust and unfair that this beautiful, healthy boy would have to spend nearly a year in hospital fighting this horrible illness. Aside from phone calls, visits, cards and gifts, there was very little any of us could do to help. It was always going to be terrible and stressful and we just had to get through it. Out of this feeling of helplessness I decided to grow out and donate my hair (which I will finally cut this summer after four years). It is such a tiny thing compared to the suffering my nephew experienced, and the upheaval and heartache those who cared for him experienced, but it was something I was capable of doing that would make a difference, however small. I feel the same way about my decision to march this Saturday in London.
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