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Continue reading →: From Solo Mum to Blended Chaos: What Love (and Hockey Practice) Taught Me About Resilience
After my separation (which, spoiler alert, turned into a full-blown divorce), I found myself smack in the middle of a life I hadn’t exactly ordered off the menu. There I was: a solo mum, five kids, one broken heart, and zero clue what came next. Cue the survival era. Suddenly…
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Continue reading →: Why You Won’t See Us on Vacation Anytime Soon
If you’re wondering why I haven’t posted from a beach lately, it’s because my kids’ sports fees ate my vacation fund alive. That’s right. While other families are packing suitcases for tropical getaways, we’re packing hockey bags, tap shoes, tumbling gear, and six different water bottles that will all mysteriously…
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Continue reading →: Why Competitive Sports Might Just Save Our Kids (and Our Sanity)
Let’s be real: kids today are drowning in screen time. If you gave them the choice between Fortnite and fresh air, nine times out of ten they’ll pick a controller over a soccer ball. Their brains are basically being deep-fried in pixels. And as a mom who has actually studied child developmental…
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Continue reading →: Why the Service Industry Deserves Its Own Degree
If you’ve ever worked in a restaurant, you already know: it’s not “just a job.” It’s a crash course in business, leadership, and human behaviour that rivals any university degree. When people ask me what I do, I sometimes joke: “I’ve got a PhD in hospitality.” The truth is, after…
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Continue reading →: The Fall I Turned Fit (Or Tried, Anyway)
Life. *Insert exasperated sigh*. I work full-time evenings, and between four hockey schedules, cheer, dance, and gymnastics, my calendar looks like a Crayon just threw up all over it. (I attempted to colour-code and massively failed because things just keep getting added) Thank God for my superhero husband and his…
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Continue reading →: Summer Was Fun… But My Calendar’s About to Explode
Well, that was fast. Summer 2025 showed up, dropped a bunch of memories in my lap, and then peaced out before I even had time to finish my coffee. I swear I just bought sunscreen and pool noodles, and now I’m staring down a fall calendar that looks more like…
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Continue reading →: From survival to healing: a year that changed everything
This past year has been a season of transformation. Not the soft, gentle kind you read about in the self-help books (and we all know I own basically every single one of them)- but the real kind. You know… the kind that’s messy. The kind that hurts. The kind that…
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Continue reading →: summer 2024: the great reset
Okay. So it happened. The burnout hit, and it hard hard. And the best part? I knew it was coming- but I ignored every bloody sign and continued to push myself more and more. It’s almost as though I subconsciously wanted to feel as drained and empty as humanly possible- which is…
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Continue reading →: The Mom Burnout
To The Mom That’s Verging a Burnout: I see you. I know what you’re feeling. I know that you think you’re totally over this parenting gig and you want to run away and start a new life. I see you breaking down in the shower because it’s the only place…
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Continue reading →: The Victim Mentality
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines growth as “the process of forming or developing something,” whereas I was always under the impression that growth meant heading to the store to grab larger pants (preferably with an elastic waistband) after a few too many Oreo cookies. First of all, who’s to tell me…
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I’m Alanna
Hi, I’m Alanna… a solo-turned-blended mom navigating life with five kids, two bonus kids, one very dramatic cat, and a fiancé I somehow convinced to join this circus willingly. I write about real-life parenting, big family chaos, solo motherhood survival, raising teens and tweens, mom-of-multiples life, blended family dynamics, and rebuilding after the kind of relationship chaos that could be its own Netflix limited series. If you’re looking for a perfectly curated, aesthetically pleasing motherhood blog… you have taken a VERY wrong turn. But if you want honest stories, dark humour, mom wit, and a front-row seat to the beautiful disaster that is raising seven children in a blended family while wrangling a cat who clearly runs this house… welcome. You belong here. I talk openly about life after bring married to an addict, “co-parenting”, starting over, finding joy again, and how love shows up when you least expect it (usually when you’re busy yelling at someone to pick up their socks). So grab a coffee… or something stronger. This is motherhood, but with sarcasm, resilience, and absolutely zero shame.
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