A happy February to everyone! My name is Ekaterina and am 29 years old. I live in the city of Schomberg in Canada – though it can be called a town and its located just 40 km on the outskirts of Toronto. Am a mother of one and a half children – a 4 year daughter and a 6 month unborn son. I learnt about this site from my cousin from St. Petersburg who wanted to know how I spend my day over here. It turned out to be a Monday and what is in here is me working with my husband at our auto -repair shop, I also double up as a photographer, mother, guide and dyslexic.
Lets begin. I did everything in collage since am known as the “Trigger Happy”. I like to take lots of pictures because its worth a lot. I like details because I think through them you can see the fullnes of life, days, and minutes – every millisecond of what is happening.
Its morning! My leg. I love to look at my legs from down upwards, for them to become ideal.
The first person I see is my daugter. She says “Hello mama!” Am not yet ready for the lots of happiness so I rush to the bathroom.
The tap and boxes from yesterday’s new contact lenses. Mom did not have enough time for accuracies. Dasha is already sharing her artworks made in the past five minutes. I want to brush my teeth but the kid won’t let me. Am not happy!
The head of the family is busy on his iPad.
No one prepares breakfast for me. I am a special girl am not as tender as a calf! I get pleasure from the beginning till the end, that is from cooking to the moment of having the meal.
Dressing and choosing are an everyday task. The morning always comes to this.
It was cold on that day. We got into our “tram” and travelled 10km through streets instead of taking the highway just because Canada is a country for take-away coffee. We are for coffee, and here is a favourite – Tim Hortons. Me and my tummy are satisfied since life is beginning for a second time with a cup of coffee – especially one from Timmy’s.
On the road to city, school, work, and life in a new week.
Work! I have been working in this building for the last nine years. I am tired of the office but there is no one to pass it on to. We leave dad here and continue further. It happened that today we had new plans and Darya is getting late for the nursery.
I arrive at the medical center to give blood for analysis since am pregnant. I asked if they could do it and they replied that they could do it in one hour. So we spent one hour here.
I then rushed to the post office to send some postcards. This is a dreary thing and I do it once and thats that for a week.
“Galloping through Europe, we go distant lands.”
Alas! The police!
We are here! Dasha today has her annual medical check up. We rushed and sat in wait. She prefers talking to people rather than toys. The doctor’s office. please note, is beautiful and green. I felt like going back to childhood and becoming sick just to come here. We have to wait in the hall then we will be called to our respective rooms. They are divided into red, yellow and green. We were lucky to get the yellow one. A litte bit of play as we await the doctor. He came, looked and said that we will live long. Hurray!
Now its back to the car and to life as usual. Am lucky with road works.
Its quite a usual thing to go to the carwash. I go there every couple of days, I love cleanliness. Dasha entertains me as I entertain a mirror. Its already midday, just the time for some coffee. But here they sell my most disliked Team Coffee. There is nothing I can do so I take it, as for Dasha a hot chocolate will do. She is used to entertaining her mom and does this all day long. For us its like a nursery!
On the road again! In Canada there is a joke that there are two seasons; winter and road works. To me the joke is no longer relevant. Road works are there all through summer and winter. Global warming has spoilt the winter.
As I drive by I remember my duty the accounts manager. I have to urgently pay the electricity bill if not it will be disconnected. The guys there are serious and I don’t think they will take my memory jokes.
The nursery. Am so glad. No matter how much I love my daughter, I would rather have her there and that does not mean am a bad mother. Am just but a mother.
At 2.12 p.m. i arrive at the office. This is my third house. The second one is the car. Things are there as you see them. I sit on the e-mails, forums, and update the website. There is less work today but what to say? It’s a Monday!
At 5.15 p.m. I go to pick up Dasha. On getting out I find there is too much snow! I wonder why I even bothered to wash the car.
Hi nursery! This day is not ending! We have to go to Aunt Tanya (that is how we call the swimming instructor) to say goodbye. Dasha does not want to learn how to swim since she fears the cold water. Wonderful how children are. They are very simple and primitive.
I really want to go through the highway only to find this long traffic jam. When it snows they are common place. Everytime it snows the roads are always jammed in Canada. This is a mystery to me.
And there we are at the swimming pool. After bidding farewell to Aunt Tanya we have to go by the office to pick up dad and get back home. Home is sweet, its my favorite place even though we are planning to move out in May.
Back at home. Dasha is now the head of the family. Dad has questions about slippers lying all around the house.
Am thirsty! Afterwhich I have to begin preparing dinner. Dasha and dad are entertaining me and am cooking so fast.
On today’s menu – fish and salad and for dessert – candies, chocolate with tea. Dasha plays with sticky tape, she has something for it this month. She sculpts and sticks things with it. Dad is busy watching TV. Am sure our future son will join him.
On my way to the bedroom, I take off my contact lenses and admire myself in the mirror. Meanwhile Dasha is building all sorts of things using the tape and I will get to see them in the next two minutes.
In my thoughts is my bed and favorite book.
Dasha still does not feel sleepy.
And here is my favorite book. (Joanne Harris – “Chocolate”)
Dasha is fast asleep, my husband is already snoring.
I join my little happy family in bed.
Thanks for being with me on this day! Goodnight everyone!