My Perfect Breakdown


The work day is almost done.  Play time with my favourite little boy is about to start. I should be using these last minutes to catch up on my backlog of client emails, instead I’m sitting here listening with tears welling up in my eyes. I can hear my son laughing and giggling from the other room as he plays with his Nanny.  Normally, this brings so much joy to my heart. Today,… Read More

The seemingly correct answer, as we were taught as children is 1. 6 – 5 = 1 However, this mathematical logic makes absolutely no sense in my circumstance. For me, 5 is how many babies I’ve lost to miscarriages. Yes, that’s right, 5 consecutive miscarriages. 5 represents my dead babies. 5 represents sadness, and some of the darkest moments of my life. I have 5 tiny holes in my heart, and scars… Read More