A Woman of Her Word

A blog by Michelle Brodrick Studio

March 21, 2019

Your Dad and I joked recently that perhaps we should've seen it coming. As early on as the days you lived inside my womb, you were throwing little hints at us that should have given us some insight into just how very strong your disposition had already grown to be. You...

January 26, 2019

Part I of this story (link here) was penned when I was just beginning to master my footing as a new Mama. The thick fog of post partum depression was just beginning to clear, and things were ... fresh. Ever since then I have been wanting to take another stab at it ......

March 30, 2018

Recently I decided to go back to work part-time ... ok, wait, hold that thought ... reading this back, I just realized something. All of us parents, we need to stop using this phrase immediately - going back to work. I feel like it always rolls off of my lips laden wit...

January 19, 2018

My world turned right side up two years and six days ago. My little Sav was born.

This (slightly belated) second anniversary of the day of her birth seems like the right time to get blogging again. I’ve been a little bit (ok, a lot bit) delinquent. Six months have...

July 11, 2017

We used to sit on the floor with a stack of colourful board books - I didn't know if you understood a thing, but I'd hold you and read every word. I'd point out each animal, each sun and each star. You'd sit there and gaze at each page with your beautiful grey eyes....

June 15, 2017

17 months in now. Thinking back it feels like coming out of a dream. And even though I now have a grip on things and my skin feels like my own again - I can't help but look back and reflect on this journey. The miraculous ups and the hideous downs. It's a chapter of my...

May 24, 2017

Toes in the sand. Knees in the dirt. Hands in the ice cold river. The sound of gravel crunching under each and every step. We just completed our first journey into the wilderness this year with Sav at an age where she could feel and begin to understand the joy behind l...

May 1, 2017

"I had a long day," ...the first words out of my mouth as my husband Danny walks into the house from the garage, his coveralls caked with mud. Streaks of dirt trail across his handsome face. His tired eyes meet mine ... I sense that he feels the same. I had spent the d...

For all of the moments that I have ever felt like I was down in the trenches as a parent, there has never been a moment quite like the moment my cell phone buzzed and there sat a message from one of my dearest friends, a fellow Mama, telling me that she had just found...