I didn’t want to become one of those people who stress out over conceiving. So of course, I have become one of those people. Two months. Only two months and already it is stressing me out. I thought it was supposed to take six… Continue Reading “What does it take?”
First two weeks of July (when I could have been pregnant … but wasn’t): I cut waaaaay back on my beloved Caffeine-free Diet Coke. I went entire days without having any — don’t snicker, this is progress — and when I did have it,… Continue Reading “Good girl gone bad”
I started playing around on one of those due-date prediction sites, and ch-ch-check out the results … I have always told Darling Husband that I think the nicest birthday months are May, June, August, February and December — except December kids get screwed on… Continue Reading “Because I’m bored …”
I know it was only our first month or trying, so I shouldn’t have had my hopes up so soon. But I’m only human, and I did. Hopes were sky-high. Seeing the negative test last night was harder than I expected. I did some… Continue Reading “Taking a deep breath”
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.)