I am a 35-year-old mother to two beautiful daughters, Isabella and Luna. Isabella is four years old while Luna is almost 2 years old. I have been married for seven years to the man I met when we were eight years old at our Church’s Sunday school. I am a paralegal, but I am currently on leave. I live in Ontario, Canada (yes, the province that keeps going on lockdown) and was on an 18-month maternity leave. It is awesome that I am so lucky and privileged to go on maternity leave for this long. For those of you who are not familiar with maternal and parental leave in Canada, going on 18 months of maternity leave instead of 12 months of leave means I have 6 months less income as they take the 12 months pay (from Employment Insurance) and spread it out to 18 months instead. We are considered fortunate to have the chance and be able to do this.
Although my life has been hectic with a toddler and a baby, I wanted to start a blog to share my life stories and lessons. I LOVE telling stories and I love talking. During the past year, with never-ending lockdowns and stay-at-home orders, I have been deprived of people and have been feening for people. A lot of the people in my life seem to be very busy and burnout trying to live through this pandemic. So, I am hoping that this blog can be some sort of outlet for me. In the same process, I am hoping that it could help others and or, at a minimum, be some sort of entertainment for some. Maybe they may want to commiserate or maybe I might help someone feel better about their life after they read my stories.
Most of my initial posts will be about my life during the pandemic while being a mother because 1. This pandemic will hopefully end soon, and my stories will soon be irrelevant (here’s hoping) and 2. Being a mother is crazy difficult! There are so many things you have to learn and a lot of times nothing goes according to plan!
The name of my blog is The Momming Life. It’s almost like parenting life but from a mom’s perspective. Everything the mother goes through; the mental load, the sacrifices, the physical changes, and the responsibility of a mother is different than it is for a father. Every woman changes when she becomes a mother, physically and mentally. This is something, I think, most mothers can relate to on some level.
I hope I haven’t scared you off (yet!) and that I have piqued your interest in checking me out a bit more. I would like to welcome you and ask that you join me on this new adventure I have decided to partake! Thanks again for stopping by!