I did not sacrifice precious sleep on Friday by getting up at 6 a.m. to watch the royal wedding
I did not regret sacrificing the aforementioned sleep ALL DAY as I yawned constantly
When I needed to wake up Darling Husband for work, I kissed him sweetly and brought him coffee in bed. I definitely did not race into the bedroom at 7 a.m. and hurriedly announce, “It’s seven! Wake up! Bye!”
When Darling Husband asked what he was bringing to work for lunch, I stopped watching and lovingly prepared a fresh, healthy lunch. I did not hiss, “Food! Figure it out. Shh!”
When Baby Boy woke up for the day, I took my time changing him and dressing him in the perfect outfit. I would never grab him from his crib and race back to the living room, waiting to change his diaper and PJs until after the ceremony was over
I did not let Baby Boy eat crumbly bits of muffin and drippy bits of watermelon in the living room, on the carpet, because I didn’t want to leave the TV wedding celebration. Nope, not me!
I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m a writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 12-year-old son and a 10-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.
I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep them from taking over my life. Creating things helps.
Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes, or cross-stitching a swear word, I’m all about using my creativity to craft a life I love.
I’ve been writing this blog since 2009, so if you dig deep into the archives, you’ll meet a bright-eyed 25-year-old newlywed who was basically obsessed with having kids, buying a cozy house, and supporting herself full-time with her writing. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)