I landed at SFO last night with a heavy heart. That was the last time arriving here would be arriving "home". In July 2008, I moved to San Francisco from Toronto with two suitcases, oodles of optimism and not much else. No job. No work visa. No friends. No address or phone number. Just a feeling... Continue Reading →
8 Days & Counting!!
There's nothing like having a baby due in eight days to light a fire under your rear end. As a first time expectant mother, I had naturally and wishful-thinkingly told myself that the baby would be at least two weeks early, so every day that I'm still pregnant is feeling like borrowed time. Time to... Continue Reading →
Self-Diagnosis? Analysis Paralysis.
A month ago, I decided that it was finally time to start writing this blog. In hopes of putting my best foot forward, I spent some time coming up with the title, tagline and theme before launching into my first post. Two weeks in, I was happy with my progress. I wrote two actual posts... Continue Reading →