I’m still reflecting on the incredible evening that was the Inspiring Women in Huron celebration. 

Inspiring Women in Huron was founded in 2014 in partnership with the Huron Women's Shelter and YMCA to celebrate women and in our community who are doing amazing things to make this a better, fairer place to live. 

​"The recognition is for women of all ages who have demonstrated a contribution to improving the lives of others in one or more of the following areas: arts and culture, community, diversity, education, business/professional leadership, global action, health and welfare, leadership, philanthropy, social justice, sport, volunteerism and women’s rights."
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I was both thriIled and humbled to have been selected to receive one of the awards this year. I particularly loved that my nomination had nothing to do with me being a mom. That felt huge because, at times, it can feel like all I do is mom. It was a huge honour and very inspiring night!

Thank you Inspiring Women in Huron!

-Kirston

After seeing so many articles in the news lately about the troubles with our current recycling systems and recycling culture, it really had me looking at our family's recycling practises and areas we could improve. We have a big family and at times a lot of waste! Ditching single-use plastic was oh so appealing but also felt like a GIANT undertaking. So I decided we needed to start somewhere. It was obvious that our school lunches were a major culprit for single-use plastic and waste... so that's where I began. 

Initially, I was nervous! Our kids love yogurt in their lunches. How would I replace prepackaged granola bars?! Each week I implemented a new substitution and it was easy peasy! For yogurt,  I started buying the larger plain yogurt containers and scooping a portion into the pura containers (stainless steel baby bottles that transition into many containers to last for ages). I added in some frozen fruit, chia seeds, cinnamon or maple syrup :) For granola bars I started making my own! It was actually way less time consuming than I had expected. Here is a nut-free recipe I have been using and having fun making variations of. We've also been using bees wax wraps, silicone muffin liners for separating food items, reusable zipper bags & our long lived goodbyn & lunchbots containers. 

It's been over a month now of littler free lunches and I don't think we'll be going back anytime soon. We've found that we have not only reduced our footprint but also are eating healthier! 

Next month we're working on eliminating plastic freezer ziplock bags and using foam shaving cream. Have you eliminated any single use waste products in your home? What are your alternatives? 


-Kirston 

I've started an interview series focusing on the transition to motherhood. I know so many amazing, honest, candid women that I really want to start sharing their stories. The first interview happens to be with myself. I figured I'd get the ball rolling by sharing my honest truth about motherhood, in hopes that it resonates with someone who may be struggling or feeling less than perfect. Below is an excerpt. You can read the whole interview and view all of the images at https://lauriejanay.com/interview-with-laurie.

-Laurie

Who were you before you were a mother? 
Before I became a mother I could probably be best described as a vagabond. I had floated in and out of many roles in my life and lived in a few different cities across Canada. Born in Yorkton, Saskatchewan, I spent most of my childhood growing up in Medicine Hat, Alberta. My mom, brother, and I moved there when I was about 6, a couple of years after my father left the picture. We were close to family and I had a comfortable, happy childhood. My mom worked really hard. Harder than I can even comprehend and she bought a house when I was about 10 years old.  
After graduating high school, I worked for a couple of years then attended university in Vancouver to study fashion design and technology. My mom had taught me to sew from a very young age and it's always been something I come back to no matter where I am in life. I attended the program for two years before deciding I did not want to work in the fashion industry, but happy with the amount of pattern drafting and sewing knowledge I had obtained. I dropped out before completing my degree. I spent one more year living in Vancouver during which I fell into major debt and in love with a musician. We bought a van and moved part way across the country to Toronto, where my partner had joined a band. 
I arrived in Toronto with nothing to my name. I got a job with Lush Cosmetics and signed up with a debt relief company which meant I had 5 years to pay my debts and no access to a credit card during this time. I learned so much about money management, living cash only, and how to hustle during this period of my life. For 5 years I worked for Lush, moving up in the company until I managed to not only pay off my debts but save a lot of money on top of that. The caveat is that I was working myself to death. I travelled constantly for work and a salaried employee knows no boundaries when it comes to hours. I was sick and miserable. I decided to take a leave of absence which was spent living in a car and touring around the USA, trips to Europe with my mom and brother, and a lot of relaxing. And that folks is what I spent my hard earned savings on. I never went back to that job and I didn't work for about a year. It was glorious and I wouldn't change the way I spent that money.  
I joined the work force again as an antique store employee, focused on sewing and creating, and started apprenticing as a shepherd (I'll get deeper into that some other time, maybe). I hopped around jobs for a bit, not willing to settle anywhere that didn't fulfill me. Eventually after almost 10 years of living in Toronto and not loving it, my partner and I broke up and I immediately decided to leave and pursue working with sheep and a life in the countryside. I bought an old Roger's van that had done a stint as a touring van for a couple of years and decided it would be my new home until I found work and some where to settle. During this transition I met my current husband who found me work on a sheep farm in Huron County. I only lived in the van for a week until moving in with him in a tiny apartment in Bayfield. We got married three months to the day after we met, started a business, had a baby, closed our business, and now here I am. A mother!

How has life changed for you since becoming a mother?
It has changed dramatically. I've always been one to just get up and go when I feel dissatisfied with how things are going in my life or just feel the need for change. I've never felt rooted anywhere or needed the security of a stable home or income to feel happy. I've never been afraid to take chances and make big changes. Now I have a little person to think about. Someone who thrives on stability and routine and needs a familiar bed to sleep in every night. I can't run away from my problems like I used to.

How has your postpartum experience been?
Full of major ups and major downs. An introduction to the biggest love I have ever felt and the deepest depression I have ever known. Crying tears of joy as I look at my son and watch him grow while also mourning the loss of my freedom and former Self.  
My immediate experience was filled with anxiety. My son was born with only one ear and a deformation on the left side of his face and jaw that makes them slightly smaller than the right side. These conditions are named microtia/atresia and hemifacial microsomia for you scientific people. We were not aware of these conditions until his birth. When I first met him, I saw his ear and it meant nothing to me because he was perfect. But in the days and weeks that followed I could not sleep for fear that he would die. We were instantly followed by a number of specialists to check his kidneys, heart, eyes, general genetics and so on. I was afraid to put him down or let others hold him because I needed to hear at all times that he was breathing. Breastfeeding was extremely challenging. Henry was jaundiced and lethargic and my milk came in late because of my anxiety. Breastfeeding never became easy for us. This made me feel like a failure as a mother.  
I don't think many of my family or friends really knew how much I was struggling. I'm very self aware and I think in the beginning I hid it well and coped. I hate to be a burden to others. I forced myself out of the house even though I dreaded it. I did all of the things you are supposed to do when depression sets in, except I didn't ask for help. I've never been good at that. Shortly after Henry turned one I admitted to my husband what I was carrying, or I should say he called me out on it. I had become numb, neither feeling sadness or joy. Just tears slipping down my cheeks whenever I was not keeping myself busy. Working together with my husband to recognize when I start to slip again has made a huge difference in my life. He is often the first to point out that I need a break and help me find ways to take one. It's been just over a year and a half and things are very different. I am starting to feel like myself again and am able to take action when I feel myself slipping again.

How do you balance family, work, and your passions?
Not very well! I could use some serious tips in this department. I truly feel like I am often behind in at least one if not all of these things. My son comes first. I try my best to make sure he eats well, gets lots of time outside, has chances to hang with other kids, as well as gets lots of practice listening and speaking, not to mention getting him to all of his appointments. My husband and I definitely don't get the opportunity to spend quality time together like we used to. I would say that we have lowered our quality standards in order to accommodate. I like going to bed fairly early and am not much of a T.V. watcher but these days I'll often stay up late and fall asleep on my husband while we watch Netflix, just so we get to be together. I love weekends. They are always super busy and we often work on our house and yard, but it's really nice to be all together and not have any schedules to keep (aside from naps).
My work and passions have been altered where they can to cater to my new lifestyle. Luckily, being a doula works well for us. I can schedule my client meet ups when Henry is in childcare (he goes two mornings a week) or when Chris is home with him. We have a wonderful care provider for him who is flexible enough to take him if I get called to a birth on other days. I also host toddler play groups through Huron Birth so I can bring Henry to work with me. It benefits us both because he gets to hang out with other kids while I get to hang out with other moms. My sewing work has been put on the back burner. I just can't fit it in these days but I know I'll come back to it as I always do. My spare time is currently spent studying, cooking or taking care of the house and yard. I do try to treat myself to a bath and a face mask here and there. I'm trying to meld my passions into forms of income so that I can earn a little doing things I enjoy and being with Henry. Relaxation doesn't always fit in there, but now that Henry is older and a little more independent, I look for it in different places and smaller chunks. My husband an I make an effort to take turns going on mini vacations to visit relatives with Henry so the other person can have a weekend to themselves. This is extremely rejuvenating for me and brings me back into balance.

​Anything else you would like to say?
Becoming a mother has been one of the most challenging and important lessons in my life. It has brought to the surface many old wounds and things I need to work on as a person. It is making me a better person because I choose to dig deep and work on these things for the sake of my son. I know he is who he is and that I can only be a gentle guide. But if I choose to work on myself that is the best I can do to help him grow into a person who is kind to others and true to himself. I know I will never "get it right" or reach perfection and that is why sharing this information with other mothers is important to me. We're all out here floundering in the deep waves, thinking most others have got it down. We are all trying our best, even if some days your best is laying on the floor with toys spread around you, your kid climbing on you while you try to sort of have a nap because you feel like you can't go on another minute without sleep.