
A Choice: Stay-at-Home Mom
You had a good job. A job you really liked with a decent salary, and then that little line showed up on the pregnancy test.
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You had a good job. A job you really liked with a decent salary, and then that little line showed up on the pregnancy test.

Well, here we are. It’s already happened. Tomorrow marks the end of a chapter, the passing of an era.

It’s with a heavy heart, a lump in my throat, and a tear about to fall that I’m writing this.

It was March 2020. Time had come to a standstill. The streets had become deserted. Stores were closing one after another.

For as long as I can remember, you’ve always been the person I could count on.

I’m not judging you, but I have to tell you something... It makes me sad to hear you working out every day in your 4½-room apartment, especially after you

I’ve always considered myself a strong and proud person. I’ve gone through many trials in my life, which I’ve always managed to overcome with flying colors

I’ll always remember the day a stranger told me I was wrong, that I didn’t have what it takes, and that I’d wasted my time.

Like many of you, I’m currently working from home to minimize my travel as much as possible and do my part in the collective effort.

When you become a mom, your heart almost automatically grows bigger and more sensitive.

Tonight, I helped a woman not give up on her dreams. I shared some tips from my experience as an entrepreneur to help her with her business.

Just recently, I returned to work after 14 months of maternity leave. I was nervous about this moment because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to be the S S

I work in the healthcare system. For some time now, we’ve been witnessing many incredible acts of generosity and numerous expressions of appreciation direc

I have a confession to make… I’m not quite sure how to write this so that the message comes across the way I hope it will.

Everyone needs a little sweetness. Even you, you little jerk who doesn’t follow the lockdown rules.

The women of yesterday, today, and tomorrow—a wonderful story. We fought for the right to vote and to enter the workforce.

Yes, yes, you read that right! I’m not mean for no reason in real life—I’m overweight myself, so I don’t think it’s fair to make fun of people’s difference

It all started so suddenly. I don’t think any of us could have ever expected or prepared for this.

For many of us, this feeling comes back every Sunday night. This slight bout of the blues creeps in to remind us that our two days off are over.

When I get down to cleaning, I really go all out. A true dust slayer—those little nooks and crannies better watch out. Dirt, I’ll find you!!

After several long, blissful months spent with my baby, I returned to my beloved job with a little sigh of relief.

Yep, yep, my boyfriend is a workaholic . He’s addicted to his job—or just to “NOT doing nothing.” Especially to “NOT doing nothing.” I could call him a DO-

Imagine it’s a Tuesday afternoon, you’re at work, and you receive an email titled “DAYCARE CLOSURE.” A feeling I call: I could have done without that!

Even as a little girl, I already clearly expressed my requests and needs, and I usually got what I wanted.

I work in an essential service, and honestly, I’m looking forward to going back to work. Being a full-time mom to a baby takes a toll on a woman’s morale.

This is my uniform for the foreseeable future. These are the only precautions that can be put in place in my line of work—an essential job that goes largel

Outside, it’s chaos—it’s surreal. Some people are seriously ill, and others are dying.

We are social beings. We need human connection, no matter how much or how little. But deep down, why?

You snuck into my life through the back door like a thief. What you stole was a piece of my heart and my trust.

You’ve been a part of my life for a decade. We were there for each other at some times more than others.

There are mornings like that, when you wake up already feeling like you’ve taken two hits.

“You should think about going on a diet.” “Wow! Too bad—you have such a nice butt, though.” “Look at my abs, my flat stomach.”

Summer 2020 is well behind us. Fall is well underway, and the leaves have already lost their magnificent colors.

Since I work in Montreal’s Old Port, the most efficient way for me to get to work is to take the bus and the metro.

Day, evening, night. Weekdays or weekends. After 8, 12, or 16 hours, they’re always there.

Let’s be realistic and honest: getting friend requests on social media from people you don’t know can sometimes be annoying.

(I want to make it clear that this text is based on MY personal experience.) First of all, what is network marketing?

Three years ago, my old life came to an end... Just like many chapters of my life that had turned the page before, I was going to have to find my bearings

When you feel like everything’s falling apart around you, breathe in, breathe out.

Finding love in 2019 is like playing Snakes and Ladders . You can have ups and downs, all in the same game.

It sounds obvious. Of course a child changes your life! I see it with every sip of cold coffee and every nighttime scream over a lost stuffed animal… But f


My return to work is just around the corner. By the time you read this, I’ll already be with my little friends at daycare.

For those who don’t know what working from home is, here’s the definition: working from the comfort of your own home, with a hot cup of coffee, in exceptio