For supper with an omelet and toast (made with Little Sis for our dear mama)
I did not beg for Darling Husband’s noise cancellation headphones so I could sleep in while he took care of Baby Boy … and then get annoyed because he wouldn’t let me roll over in them because I might break them. I’m not a high-maintenance sleeper-inner.
I did not sit across from Darling Husband at lunch and say, “OK, tell me all of the reasons that I’m a great mother … Go ahead!” I am nothing if not modest.
I did not pass off Baby Boy (and his stinky poo diaper) to Darling Husband and announce, “It’s Mother’s Day. Here you go!”
I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.
Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes for my kids, 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 as a writer. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)