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I’m Angela and I’m so glad you have stopped by to wander around my site. I wanted to create a safe place for all parents to find kinship and laughter through stories and moments they can relate to. But I also wanted to help remind everyone that through the years of taking care of our children, it’s still important to be childlike ourselves and stay in the moment without always worrying about all the many responsibilities adulting brings.

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Latest blogs are posted below, but explore the rest of the website for so many other reads. Check out the newest addition - Creative Stories. I've begun to finally share the short story writing that I've done over the years. Fiction writing has been my passion since childhood, but I spent time in University taking writing courses that helped me with Non-Fiction storytelling that I wanted to also share. I can't wait to hear what you think!

Growing up, I always had a passion for reading and writing. I began with poetry, then evolved into writing chapters of a fiction novel I would never finish. Reading books were my escape into another time and place. It fostered my imagination and creativity when I wrote stories of my own. I was always stuck in the pages, floating away with words.
When I had children, I always read to them. I would rock them to sleep singing a lullaby or telling them a story. My kids still have their favourite books tucked away, even though they are faded and falling apart at the seams. Reading together was the time we spent as a family. I would watch them gaze at the pictures and I could see their tiny faces wander through all the emotions a book can stir up. Because I made reading seem like every day practice, it simply created a love in my children too. All four of them read still every night. It is part of our bedtime routine even today and they are 9-12 years old.
Reading has no limits. Stories are ripe for the taking. Of all the things I taught my children that were good, reading was the most important. They get lost in the pages... and it reminds me of the days when we would all curl up to hear the story of...

An Oxymoron Life of Organized Chaos

The ache to freeze time in its tracks is constant. A pause button would be ideal. If only I could just take a few minutes to write down the silly shinanigans that make my world go ‘round. My biggest fear is forgetting.

So many times since becoming a mom, I have wished for the tick of time to halt so I could write down my thoughts and feelings when I first experience them. We all swear that even the life changing events will never be forgot, but it doesn’t take long before details blur and recall memory gets weak.

I am that mom that other people point and roll their eyes at. You know the kind; those moms who carry an SLR and video camera around her neck and over her shoulders to every big or small life event. I am the mom who desperately tries to capture any and all perfect moments that may take place. Problem is, sometimes I feel I’m so busy catching my children in the lense that I actually miss out on enjoying the sandcastle creation or the bubble bath fiasco. I tell myself that one day when my children are all grown up that I can look back on all those captured moments and laugh, cry, and experience it all over again. But is it enough?

I am not unique in my ‘pause button’ pursuit, but with four children born to me in 37 months, there is definite merit to my ‘lack of time’ excuse. My first daughter, Madelyn was born on May 24, 2008, missing my own birthday by just an hour. Only 15 months later on August 27, 2009 my set of fraternal twins, Emily and Carter arrived. On July 2, 2011 my last and incidentally, unplanned baby, boy Cole graced us with his presence. Two boys and two girls make up our family of six.

And so four years have flown by since my adventure in motherhood began. To say our household has been chaotic is in essence the truth, but it’s lacking in real clarification. So out of recent reflection emerges a truth of substance. Our life has become an oxymoron of organized chaos.

Latest Blog Posts

Mr. Potato Head Family

By Angela Pickering | September 3, 2019

Divorce My kids were fairly young when their Dad and I separated. Our divorce was quick, but it wasn’t without it’s animosity and struggles. But I was there for every question and every thought that the kids needed to address about my choice to leave. It was tough to decide to put my happiness first.…

Humans are designed to squat. For thousands of years that’s what we did in the woods. I already knew the benefits to squatting while giving birth, so why this pooping concept surprised me, I don’t know.

The Poop Stool

By sysop | August 21, 2019

Put your feet up and take a load off Let’s keep this light and airy, shall we? I’ll try not to be cheesy about puns and poop jokes, but no guarantees. Tell me… have you ever pooped with a stool? Propped your feet up while sitting on the loo to do Number Two? If not,…

Being A Surrogate - What Does It Take?

Being A Surrogate – What Does It Take?

By Angela Pickering | August 6, 2019

Changing The Stigma Of Helping Others The Challenge of Commitment Today Commitment – the dictionary meaning of the word is… the state or quality of being dedicated to a cause, or activity. It really doesn’t do the word justice. Because it means something that is rare in today’s humanity. Committing to show up, to be…

Life in the Mind of an 8-year-old boy

By Angela Pickering | July 25, 2019

Girl or Boy? The Fallacy of Gender Roles Sweet Innocence of Childhood I was always meant to have a little boy like Cole. He was the oops after his Dad had a vasectomy and we were using other birth control too. How he came about is beyond me. And he was the best unplanned happening of…

Turning 40 – The Healing Nature of Silence and Laughter

By sysop | July 3, 2019

Silence and Laughter Party Plans? Nope. In the months leading up to my BIG 4-0, so many people asked me how I planned to spend my birthday. For as friendly and as vibrant as I am, the last thing I wanted this year was to spend my birthday drinking in a whiskey bar downtown Toronto,…


By sysop | June 24, 2019

Strike: Sometimes failing is winning We don’t always have it figured out. So what? Introducing twice-divorced, 40-year-old, self-employed Mom, of four kids – Me. My pals on the rollercoaster – four kids with entirely different personalities and passions in life. Four kids born in 3 years and 2 months (twins in the middle). Two girls.…

Turning 40

By sysop | June 24, 2019

Age – the constant reminder that time waits for no one. When we are young we can’t wait to get older. When we get older we wish to reclaim our youth. How many of us truly embrace each passing year as a chance to grow as humans, accepting what was, and moving forward into what…


By Angela Pickering | June 24, 2019

Self-Love – Your Body Is Yours When I was young I had the quintessential body. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Curves in all the right places, and just enough breasts to be noticed. I was above average at 5’6. But I always struggled with what defined my femininity. I wasn’t a gorgeous girl. I was just…

Mindful Mothering

By Angela Pickering | May 28, 2019

Raising children is like being on a rollercoaster – It looks fun; full of loops and adventure, but what’s an epic ride without a little screaming and throwing up? We don’t always have it figured out. So what? Introducing twice-divorced, 40-year-old, self-employed Mom, of four kids – Me. My pals on the rollercoaster – four…

The Metaphorical Box

By Angela Pickering | April 3, 2017

When someone says the word ‘box’, what visual stirs up inside you? Do you see a plain old cardboard box? Do you see a pink box with decorations and sparkles? Maybe you see a striped box with glorious gifts inside. The word ‘box’ has all kinds of connotations in my life. Let’s talk about the…

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