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Ever since I was a young child, I knew that I would love being a mom. I love to care for every detail of Tikka’s existance. I love to get her dressed and take her out with me. I love attending classes with her and singing silly songs over and over while she stares at me with a big smile on her face and eyes that say “I have no clue what you are doing.”

What I did not know about being a mom in the city is… it no longer matters how nice your house is, or how big your diamond ring is… now it is all about the diaper bag.

I was invited to join a mommy group that held a weekly “class” for our babies where the do tummy time, look a bubbles and play with a parachute. I was thrilled to be included and because I was new to Toronto, relished the chance to meet other new moms and create some friendships. I was feeling all happy-go-lucky, at least until I spoke to another friend who knew some of the moms in this group. She asked me if I was getting a blow-dry before the class. A blow-dry? I don’t even know where my blow-drier is, nor have I figured out how to get Tikka to sit still without crying for long enough to shave my legs, let alone blow dry my hair. This is when the panic set in.

At class the next day the girls were incredibly nice. They did all have impeccable hair… but what I wasn’t planning on was the diaper bag envy that took place within 10 minutes of arrival. They all had this one beautiful, clean, sparkling diaper bag. I left thinking to myself… “Self, you have a great diaper bag. Don’t be a poser.”

So, of course I get home and turn on my iPad and immediately Google this bag. This bag costs more than my monthly mortgage payment. For a bag that carries poopy diapers and crushed up Cheerios.

This was the end of diaper bag envy.

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I am incredibly excited to start writing this blog about my experiences as a new mom living in Toronto. I don’t intend to comment regularly on my child’s poop or the inane details of what she did each day, but rather use this space to share my insights on this new adventure. I hope you all will keep me in line.

I moved to Toronto almost 5 years ago, got married to my incredible hubby and recently gave birth to my beautiful baby girl Tikka.  I spent the years before baby working my ass off in a job that I loved, and I literally couldn’t imagine life without the 60 hour work weeks and constant feeling of stress that made me check my e mail with one eye open, first thing in the morning, before I even went pee. That all changed when I left one Friday afternoon at 32 weeks pregnant and never went back to the office to work again! I was placed on bedrest and it only took about 2 weeks for me to stop obsessviely checking my work e mail to make sure the world hadn’t fallen apart in my absense. Much to my amazement, things at work continued on pretty status quo without me… I am still not sure if I should be happy I trained my team so well, or shocked that I wasn’t important as I thought I was… more on this later.

The amazing thing about having a hubby that is from Toronto… I live in a country that gives me ONE YEAR of maternity leave! ONE WHOLE YEAR! I realize, I am a lucky woman. Before having Tikka I thought this time off from work would give me the chance to be wonder-wife. Dinner on the table, laundry washed, folded AND put away (I am notorious for skipping the last step…) and keeping the scrap book up to date with all of Tikka’s amazing milestones. Well… I am almost three months in and I have yet to make a real dinner – unless you count unwrapping a nutri-grain bar – the laundry gets done but rarely put away and I have not even printed any of the hundreds of pictures I have taken of T.

That is where this blog can come in to play. While you might be thinking… “How is spending time writing a blog going to get dinner on the table?” But let me tell you… if I have people that are counting on me, I can get anything done. So I need you to count on me to learn how to cook… HEALTHY FOOD, I need you to count on me to explore the city with T, and I need you to count on me to share what I learn throughout the next year. I also might turn to you for motivation to get my ass back into shape so I can wear my pre-pregnancy clothes. At some point I am sure I will be invited to a gathering where Lulu’s are not appropriate attire, and then… I will be screwed.

Looking forward to getting to know you all!


About Me:

I am a first time mom of a beautiful baby girl. I live in Toronto and eat way too many cookies.

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