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I think the worst side effect of burnout for me was knowing I was pushing myself so hard and still not delivering the quality of work I expected of myself. It was painful for me to know that I was exhausting myself but I also wasn’t hitting the mark – and I was disappointing people. …

Thirteen years ago I was able to build a community around myself on Twitter. I might say communities. Different people I could talk to about different things – work, interests, motherhood. Other mothers who helped me through postpartum and maternity leave. People who became friends who I now know in other spaces on other platforms. And …

20 years ago today my Tutu died in Almonte. She was the oldest of six, born in Regina and all my life Saskatchewan was this big thing in the family. I heard it all – the dry heat, the big skies. We went to Regina for a family reunion when I was about 15 and …

For Mother’s Day we didn’t have any plans, I didn’t have any desires. In the morning I mainly wanted to sleep in and wallow. Then it occurred to me that maybe it was finally our time – it was the day we could visit the children’s television exhibit at the Museum of History. I have always …

Joe and I were having a talk about the stupidity of women’s sizing and the fashion industry today after I took the kid out shopping for some new clothes and also despairing at decline of plus size options despite, you know, reality. So here I sit, looking on Amazon and I find a dress that’s …

March 27, 2005. 18 years ago I made a decision that changed the course of my life. I remember standing in the kitchen, holding the phone in my hand, trying to decide whether to dial or not. Before that moment I never would have dialled, but that day I did. I decided to push forward. …

For years I have been obsessed by news and politics. I read about it, watch it, listen to it, talk about it, write about it, study it. I’ve dedicated my life to it, I’ve worked campaigns that took weeks of working 16-18 hour days. Right now I’m not paying attention to the news. Sometimes I …

I don’t know how to read an analog clock. I don’t know if I missed that day at school, but I have never been able to remember which hand is which. If I look for long enough I can figure it out, but then I’m embarrassed for having stared at the clock for so long. …

Recently I was watching an episode of The Great British Sewing Bee and one of the judges, Esme Young – who is fabulous – was looking at a stitch and said it was skew-whiff. It startled me – not because I didn’t know what it meant, but because I had never heard anyone outside of my family …