A Dad Is....


Someone who tears up reading his two & three year old's handmade Father's Day cards...


Someone who sings "This Little Piggy Went to the Market" like a 60+ year old woman meaning it, in a Detroit church...


Someone who beams with pride at his kids outrageous dance moves to Up Town Funk...

Someone who takes the time to snuggle both in the morning and before bed...

Someone who loves their momma despite the fact that they are complete opposites and he thinks she dreams in rainbows & unicorns...


Someone who takes a shoulder full of snot to keep his baby girl sleeping...


Someone who celebrates exactly who his children are & all that they'll become...


Someone who would do anything for the little family he created because above all else, a Dad is someone who loves with everything...


Happy Dad's Day...

Cons of being a blogger....


Today I chatted with CBC {Listen HERE} about one of the biggest negatives about being a blogger...

Besides the obvious one of SAFETY...I mean the Internet is a weird & wild place and this is always in the back of my mind. And of course beyond the annoying one of receiving without asking for everyone else's "Judgement And/Or Advice". Everyone has something to say about something - "You didn't do up the car seat strap correctly", "You shouldn't take the Lord's name in vain","You shouldn't support this or do that". 


The other real frustrating part of being a blogger is photo theft...That uber annoying thing not only bloggers have to worry about but absolutely anyone whose ever posted anything on the web. So what's that like 98.9% of people?


Back when I first started writing I remember another blogger telling me to make sure to watermark all my photos - I had discovered that a Down syndrome site in South America had taken a photo I posted of Pip and cropped out my watermark adding theirs. Since then, I've seen many different websites or Facebook pages crop or blur out Happy Soul Project's watermark & claim pictures of Pip as their own...


But thankfully up to this point, from what I've seen, my photos haven't been used extremely negatively - This one however, well this one takes the cake. So from this photo stolen off my blog or Facebook page;

To this...


It's so bizarre right? However, other images of children with Down syndrome are stolen and used in the most disrespectful of ways - I know other bloggers who are fighting sites, companies & individuals because of stolen images of their children used without their permission and in such a derogatory way, including the momma I talked with CBC about today


Fellow blogger Christie Hoos wrote in a blog post last week that one of her favourite photos of her daughter Rebecca was on the Swiss biomedical firm Genoma’s website and on a building in Madrid, Spain, as part of the company’s marketing for genetic testing, “As if she were a cautionary tale: Don’t let this happen to you.”

Read article HERE
And while I get the whole argument from people who say things like "Well You chose to put a picture on the Internet, what did you expect?" or "Your children didn't ask to have their photo up" - For some bloggers, like myself, we are choosing to share our lives in hopes that it helps others. I'm choosing to share my life as as momma, what life is like raising a child with Down syndrome to help change perspectives. I'm choosing to share so that bloody companies for genetic testing have no reason to even imply the value of a child with Down syndrome's life. 


No one, not doctors, not pharmaceutical companies, not free stock photo sites, no one should have the power to decide the value of someone else's life. 


Fight on...




Blue or Pink....Either way Blame Jamaica


Tomorrow we find out what "Blame It On Jamaica" is...If ya haven't heard by now our little get-away back in January, the vacation that finally got me to slow down, relax, drink, dance & chill-freaking-lax with my husband also got me knocked up...


This pregnancy if y'all want me to be brutally honest, is kicking my arse...I wasn't too sick with Noal, & shoot with Pip, I didn't even know I was pregnant the first 3 months - But this one, oh this special one, is getting me good...Not only have I puked my way through the first trimester now 5mths in, I look about 8 months prego. It's like my stomach knows it hasn't worked out since 2007 and once it senses a baby, it just expands as if it wants people to stop and say, "Oh wow, you must be due soon." 


Add being beyond exhausted, running Happy Soul Project, being a momma to two kids under 3 and then having the busiest, most creative-energy-sucking couple months of my life {Hello Ted Talk how are you?}.


All that being said, I'm oh so happy we will have 3 little hooligans to call our own and I love the thought of being a family of five. But, I'm a little torn about the gender tomorrow...I love the thought of Pip sandwiched between 2 sweet boys but I also love the thought of her being a big sister to a little girl...


I can't even play the "Doesn't matter to me, I just want the baby to be healthy" card because I've had a baby that wasn't...And I'd take her all over again in a heartbeat.


So, I guess my biggest fear is how we let down Noal if it's not the "broder" he's hoping for...


Next week we find out if #3 is a boy or a girl...Noal is banking everything on having a "broder" cause we already have a "sista"... #whatdoyallthinkitis
Posted by Happy Soul Project on Thursday, 4 June 2015


Whatever our little babe may be - I can't wait to see all he or she brings to our little family... 

What's your guess? 

1st Annual Bee of All Bees....


With anything time is said to heal, help or fade memories, but what happens if you desperately don't want to forget them? What if you would give anything to remember moments that seem to be fading no matter what you do? What if the sound of your child laughing or the smell of their hair, or how they said "momma", is all you want to remember and can't? 

In November, my best friend had to watch her little boy take his last breath in her arms, as cancer took his life. And the utter heartbreak and devastation she is going through is unbearable to imagine. One of her biggest fears in all of this, is that people will eventually forget about him. That pieces of Maiysn will even start to fade from her memory. 

So, on Sunday with the help of others I tried to in a sense, keep him alive and show her that he is truly soaring by the legacy he is leaving behind...


But, really what is a legacy? {Watch THIS}


Is it having the influence to gather close to 100 people to spend the day working on something you inspired? 


Is it creating a bond between strangers connected because of what you suffered?

Is it needing more Kleenex because tears were flowing as stories were shared?

Is it opening up and challenging your own momma to speak from the heart and move a room full of people? 


Is it uniting strangers to feel like they were doing something that is powerfully helping others? 


Is it motivating a team to work tirelessly behind the scenes to create a day that showed others you absolutely can make the world brighter?


Is it showing your sister that you will be remembered in every single cape made?

Is it leaving something behind that is helping other children, siblings & families when they need a dose of Superhero hope & strength? 


Is it inspiring over 200 Kick-It-Capes to be made in ONE DAY and sent to kids around the world fighting the same thing you were?


At Happy Soul Project's 1st Annual Bee of All Bees, Maiysn's legacy lived on, he was felt in the room and I hope his momma got to see just how high he is soaring...


Thank you to all the women who took time out of their lives to spend the day with us - I hope you walked away feeling the change you made. Thank you to my Happy Soul Project gals who go above and beyond helping and love what we are doing as much as me. Thank you for all the guest speakers who shared their lives, their hearts and their stories touching every single person in the room. Thank you to the Delta Kingston Waterfront Hotel for once again hosting one of our events. And thank you to all of these sponsors for helping make this event such a success: Costco, Chapters, Jack Astors, Pepsi Co, Hostess, Coke Co, MADD- Non Alcoholic Wines, Shoppers Drug Mart Bayridge, Scott Ford Pharmacy, Days on Front, Flower Market,  Amal & Ehab Armanios, Joannne Gordon Hlady, Lyle & Shelley Stephensen, Bonnie Sparrow - Rodan & Fields, Kawartha Credit Union on Taylor Kidd, Riley's Garden Centre, Copper Penny,Metro-Bayridge, Marble Slab - Owner Erin Cook, Cut'n Dried Hair Salon & Donna Campbell...

All photos once again by the lovely Eden Grove Photography
It's amazing how my heart felt overwhelmed, proud, humbled, grateful, sad, inspired & hopeful all at the same time. And I have to say it wasn't just me and my prego hormones, you could feel this energy in the entire room the entire day. A movement has started and it's all because of one little boy and one cape. He will not be forgotten, I promise.

Change your world friends.

This Kinda Love...


I can't think of anything as fragile as a momma's heart...Before having kids, I might have never thought that or truly understood it. But being a momma breaks your heart...Literally. 


I mean I can't think of anything more potentially heartbreaking - Sure if you lose a spouse, parent or someone close, it is an undeniable loss. But the thought of losing or something happening to your child, a piece of you, someone that no matter what can never be replaced, is so different.


Losing your son from cancer, having your 3rd miscarriage, choking on fear at the thought of another surgery for your little girl, learning how to deal with kids bullying your 6 year old, having other children call your baby broken or gross...I mean how do us mommas seriously do it?


I guess it's the most selfless act of love - Our hearts are no longer are own. Mommy-Hood is this big, gigantic leap of faith hoping, praying, wishing you get to keep them and protect them until your time has come. 


But I guess the risk of it all, is experiencing this kinda love.


The kinda love where both hands are used to grab your face for a kiss.


The kinda love where you can make someone laugh more than anyone else on the planet.

The kinda love where what you say, how you act and who you are, all matter - You choose how they see their momma and who they become because of it.


The kinda love where you can still make mistakes daily, but know your love is enough regardless. 


The kinda love where your life explodes in beautiful purpose and your heart finally feels fulfilled. 


The kinda love where you are their world and they are yours - And really that is all that matters.


So to all mommas out there - Those that lost a piece of themselves, those that are trying desperately to become one, those that are in sleepless nights and those that are grieving their empty nest. Regardless of the heartache, regardless of the fear, regardless of the unknown, remember & dwell in this kinda love.


"Motherhood: All love begins and ends there." - Robert Browning


Happy Momma's Day.