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 journalist and blogger in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have an 8-year-old son and a 6-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 it from taking over my life. Making things isn’t just a hobby — it’s part of what keeps me alive.
Whether I’m 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.