Easy Makeup With A Fast Paced Toddler.

Easy Makeup With A Fast Paced Toddler.

We’ve all been there, you’re on the last step of applying your makeup and that lip liner is on point.  You start to think “holy damn, I’m good.  And those brows?! Don’t get me started!”  So, just as you’re applying that liquid lipstick your angel of a toddler comes up behind you and starts pulling on your pants and screaming.  She’s given you enough time for goodness sakes, lets go outside!  

Today that was my morning!  Here’s my makeup of the day; it’s nothing spectacular but it freshened me up for the day!  I kept it simple with a bold pop of colour for my lips.

For my face I used Clinique Stay Matte (#9) foundation.  This foundation stays put all day long, which is a huge positive for me and my oily skin!  It’s coverage is moderate/full but still allows your natural skin to shine through.  

Believe it or not, but I actually had time to contour and highlight my face using NYX highlight and contour palette.  It’s not my favourite, but the palette is convenient to have if you’re in a rush!  The colour pay off is just okay, and sometimes I end up looking “muddy” if I don’t have enough time to blend properly.  So if you’re going to contour make sure you set aside some extra time!

For my lips I’m using Clinique Pop Liquid Matte Lip Colour in shade Black Licorice Pop.  I enjoy the texture of these the most out of all the liquid lipsticks I own.  It has a built in primer making its longevity outstanding!  Not to mention, the colours are fantastic.

The last product that I’m wearing is just Clinique High Impact Mascara in Black.  This is your standard mascara, it gives you length and volume.  I don’t care much about my eyes today seeing I’m pretty pressed for time in the morning and I usually throw on giant sunglasses anyways.

I know it’s hard to get up and going in the morning with your little ones, so I don’t always have the chance to put makeup on but when I do I have fun with it!  I think we as moms sometimes forget about ourselves when we are always busy distracting toddlers from having a melt down, or setting up painting stations.  I try to make a little time for myself during the day to recharge and treat myself.  It’s helped wonders and I definitely don’t feel as stressed anymore.  

Bad Days, And The Power Of Unconditional Love.

Bad Days, And The Power Of Unconditional Love.

We all have bad days, some worse than others.  Today I had a definite bad day.  I’m talking about full blown ugly crying before noon.  Today was the result of a build up of unnecessary stress that I hadn’t dealt with yet.  In the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was and I actually learned a very valuable lesson.

A bad day can easily become a good day just by allowing your perspective to change.  Today my eyes were opened and I received so much love and support from Tyler, it almost snapped me out of all the negative thoughts running wild in my head.  He reminded me of what’s really important in life and not to sweat the small stuff.  He also showed me first hand how important it is for family to support each other.  

It’s kind of funny because I’m usually the positive one, always finding the good in bad situations but today I was stuck and needed some help.  Tyler was the definition of what a partner is supposed to be like; he was the positive one this time and lifted me up again.  He reminded me that we had a roof over our heads, a beautiful daughter, and food in the fridge.  Everything else didn’t matter.

I realized in the middle of a bad situation Tyler and I were actually the perfect combination of each other.  When one of us is having a rough day, the other is always being positive and supportive.  This was the silver lining in my cloudy day, and forced me to actually be thankful for that brief emotional rainstorm earlier today.  I can honestly say I’ll sleep good tonight.

Long story short; be there for your family, be the light when they need it the most and help them up when they can’t do it by themselves.  We worry so much about finances or superficial things that we actually forget about the important things in life.  We forget about family and the power of unconditional love.

Good VS. Bad Stages Of Sleep

Good VS. Bad Stages Of Sleep

Brooke is finally getting out of the stage of fighting her naps, thank God!  If you’re a parent you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about.  To start, you have this perfect little sleeper.  You are able to put them in their bed and they will literally just fall asleep in seconds.  You start to think to yourself; “finally, this parenting thing is starting to go my way for once.”  Wrong!  You get maybe a couple of weeks of pure blissful sleep.  Then it all changes.

One thing I have learned so far in this parenting journey is that it’s all over the map!  Before having a child I thought I had all the answers.  Oh my God you guys, was I ever wrong.  I seriously thought things would only get better and better until they were perfect.  Sleep for instance, I thought babies NEVER slept well and then when the toddler days arrived sleep would improve.  I knew nothing about developmental leaps, teething issues, or ear infections.  I know if you’re a parent reading this you’re probably laughing your ass off.  I am too!

Brooke goes through these “stages” of sleeping like a champ to completely boycotting sleep all together.  I never know when it’s going to change so I’ve learned to just go with the flow now.  It seriously use to frustrate me to no end when she’d be awake every night thinking it was time to play.  Now I enjoy the extra cuddles and laughs.  Because let’s be honest, I’ll take a happy toddler in the middle of the night over a cranky one.  

Let’s not forget about those nights where your toddler wakes up with a spiked temperature and an inflamed ear.  Those are living nightmares in our household.  Not to mention it’s almost impossible to get Brooke to take her medicine when she needs it, which means we can all kiss sleep goodbye for the next three days.

I guess what I’m trying to say is hang in there!  I know parenting is tough, and I’m only in the toddler stages.  In today’s world being a parent means people will judge you on the things you do and the things you don’t.  Only you know what’s best for that little munchkin and you’re doing great.  



Have you ever noticed if you’re having a really rough day and you decide to go outside and just focus on one thing; the beauty around you.  Mother Nature, herself.  You start to feel better?  I don’t know why but almost everyone that I’ve talked to lately forgets about her a lot.  Even I do sometimes too.  

Sometimes I’ll find myself full of anxiety about problems that I don’t even really have.  Or I’ll just be in a sluggish mood.  Once I go outside and truly take in the world around me I find my mood changing almost instantly.  It’s like I’ve gone from being in a dead end mood, to just completely 100% thankful for the life that I’ve been blessed with.  

Today I started to notice something, a different kind of beauty.  Perhaps the beauty that I saw today has always been there, but this time my perspective was different.  This time I was able to see the beauty in nature and the comparisons it had with some of the hardest times in my life.  

The masterpiece that caught my eye today was this beautiful, full, luscious green tree.  It looked strong, sturdy, and indestructible.  This wasn’t the most beautiful part though; it was wrapped in thorns from the bottom of the trunk to where the branches started to reach for the skies.  It reminded me of our lives and the hardships that we all go through.

The last couple of years my family has been hit pretty hard.  We lost two amazing men, who were the glue to our tribe.  Even though death is apart of life, and unavoidable it’s never easy.  This tree represents life, the thorns and all.  Every aspect of it is beautiful.  Everyone will encounter some thorns along their journey, they may be in many forms too.  That ex that did you wrong, that cancer that took someone away too soon, or even that annoying boss you had a couple years ago.  Those thorns are apart of life.

You’ll notice, even though this tree had all those thorns around the trunk, it was still inspiring.  It was still this beautiful masterpiece.  The branches were still lavished with this healthy green glow and still reaching for the clouds.  This tree is you.  You’ll always be that masterpiece, thorns and all.

The True Beauty In This World.

The True Beauty In This World.

I can’t believe Brooke is already almost a year and a half!  I feel like my water broke and we were on our way to the hospital a week ago.  I’m finding myself laughing as she’s currently trying to fight a nap right now.  She’s licking the palm of her hand and rubbing it all over her face.  I mean, anything to keep yourself awake right?  Please tell me my kid isn’t the only one to do this.  Like, please?

Anyways, today we went and checked on our new bird friend to see how he was doing.  So far so good!  He’s been eating and bathing in his little water dish.  We put him outside today in the rabbit hutch that Tyler built last summer.  He seems to be making a good recovery. 

After we visited Tyler to watch him work a bit on the farm.  We walked back to the barn picking up every peacock feather that we could find.  Brooke loves filling up her car with feathers!  She fills the cup holders with the tall feathers and then puts all the short fluffy feathers down by her feet.  

Once we picked up enough feathers we headed out to the back hay field.  This is my favourite spot to be on the farm.  I use to go back there as a little girl and watch my grandfather work the fields all day long.  Usually he stopped everytime I was back there to take a break and explore with me.  That was my favourite thing to do.  Honestly, anything with grandpa was probably my favourite thing to do.  I love knowing Brooke is already getting to experience some of the fun adventures that I got to as a child.  Her eyes light up anytime we are outside enjoying nature and being around animals.  I’m pretty sure every kid loves being outdoors rather than indoors.  Maybe us adults should follow their example, and connect again with the world around us.  Not the materialistic side of things, but the true beauty and treasures that Mother Nature has to offer us.

Canada Day, and our new bird friend.

Canada Day, and our new bird friend.

Happy Canada Day!  It’s been a busy one for us!  We started our day off by going to StoryBook Gardens to enjoy the events that they had scheduled for the morning.  Luckily, the rain held up and we were able to make it all over the park.  We were able to see some princesses and listen to classic Disney music.  Brooke’s favourite part was probably watching the fish and gease swim around in the ponds.  That girl sure does love animals.  

After we went to the gift shop and picked out the most colourful stuffed animal that Brooke could find, we made our way out of town to go to a community wide BBQ to celebrate even more!  By the time we got there it was so packed that we could barely find a place to park, let alone even walk through the crowds.  Everyone was dressed up wearing red and white, most people even had some crazy hats on too! There was face painting and some local artisan booths set up around the park for everyone to enjoy.  By the time we left it was getting pretty hot out so we headed home for the evening.  

We carried on the rest of our day as per usual; we went to the barn to visit all of the peacocks and eat dinner, went down the road to see Great Grandma and play outside, we even rescued a little birdie.  Our new birdie friend will temporarily be in the “hospital” until he is better and can fly again.  Fortunately, we have a bird cage on hand at the barn that we used for an injured dove in the winter time to use for our new friend.  Brooke helped me gather appropriate bedding for his cage, while Tyler filled his food and water bowls for the night.

I couldn’t help but think this was the perfect day.  The only downside was finding an injured bird, but we noticed a big improvement in his health in a very short amount of time.  It was absolutely heart warming watching Brooke care for our new bird friend, and made me feel like we must be doing something right in the parenting department.  

Never Get Old

Never Get Old

Okay, so I’m not really sure which direction this post will go, so I apologize in advanced.  Sometimes I’ll start writing with a specific point in mind and by the time I’m done writing I’ve completely gone off in an entirely different direction.  Sometimes it frustrates me to no end, and other times I learn something new about myself that I wasn’t aware of before.

While Brooke was falling asleep tonight and humming away, this tired mamma was looking at old family pictures.  I always keep a couple of treasured photos on my phone of memories that mean a heck of a whole lot to me.  They’re not very good quality because I usually just snap a picture of a picture in a photo album and call it day, but their purpose is so much more than just a simple snap and save.  There a two very specific photos that I always have on my phone.  The one where my grandpa held me for the very first time, and the one of my uncle holding me with his goofy smile that showed off his dimples perfectly.  These photos are my daily reminders.

My grandfather was my hero.  His name was William, but preferred Bill.  To me he was “Pa” and even though I didn’t really notice it as a child, but since becoming a mom I’ve noticed that he really helped shape me to be the person that I am today.  The photo that I have saved of him shows off his goofy side.  He’s got his tongue stuck out and a crooked smile.  This is honestly how I remember him.  The one thing he would always say to me is “never get old.”  Obviously as a kid you think he’s joking around about himself getting older, and even though he probably was, that saying will stay in my heart and soul until the end of time.  I’ve learned from him to keep laughing.  Don’t be afraid of life’s obstacles, because truthfully they’re unavoidable.  Learn to live through them, embrace them and really experience this life.  Don’t become numb to certain situations, learn from your experiences and at the end of the day learn to smile through them.  That’s what keeps you alive and young.  Age is nothing but a number.

The photo that I have of my uncle is on my phone for the one purpose of making me feel like he’s still close to me.  We lost him way too soon, to cancer.  I’ll let you know though, that man could fight.  I see his determination and those lovable dimples ever single day in Brooke.  The way she just simply stares at you mimics his facial expressions perfectly.  And honestly, I feel like there is a reason for that.  His photo and her similarities remind me that life is too short in general.  I’ve come to a point in my life where I will no longer live for someone or something else, other than me and my beautiful family.  I use to be so concerned and obsessed with what other people thought about me or what I was doing.  Well, fuck that.  That’s no way to live.  My uncle was known for his “you see what you get” personality.  That’s something that I’ve always admired about him, he had the strength to be his own person.  That’s something that can often be annoyingly hard in today’s world.  That’s what I’m constantly striving for.

So, if anyone of you are reading this and needed a little encouragement in your life.  You’re doing great.  Live this life for you and the people that mean the world to you.  Life is too short to be worried about that next work deadline, or that stressful conference call.  Don’t let yourself get old.  Stay engaged, and focussed on the things that matter to your soul.