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I'm a long time fan of &lt;a href="http://www.coulsonmacleod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Coulson Macleod&lt;/a&gt;, the UK based design typography and illustration studio. They make beautiful artwork printed on natural and reclaimed materials like stone and wood and use modern and traditional processes to create their artwork. Plus they work with local craftsmen. What's not to love!&lt;/div&gt;
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So you can imagine how thrilled I was when they offered to give away one of their beautiful pieces of art to a Lake Jane reader! &lt;b&gt;That's right, one lucky reader will win one piece of art from Coulson Macleod's &lt;a href="http://www.coulsonmacleod.com/art/winter-trees/embrace.html" target="_blank"&gt;Winter Tree Collection&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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These beautiful pieces are painted by hand on a frame made from reclaimed antique Victorian roof timbers. They are weathered and so unique!&lt;/div&gt;
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To enter, simply leave a comment below. The winner will be able to select the Winter Tree piece that they would like for their home! &lt;b&gt;The deadline to enter is Sunday May 13th 2012 and a winner will be announced on Tuesday May 15th 2012.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So we headed East -&lt;i&gt; far&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;east from where we live - on a Saturday morning in hopes of having a great coffee and a good croissant. Well, our wishes were granted if not exceeded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://arhoma.ca/wp-content/plugins/private-wordpress/sorry.html" target="_blank"&gt;Arhoma&lt;/a&gt; is more than a coffee shop. It's a bakery, sandwich and butcher shop. I was blown away bu the baked godos on display. I went in for a few pastries and came out with a full lunch order of&amp;nbsp;roasted lamb sandwich, chicken salad roll and creamy squash soup.&amp;nbsp;While paying, I also grabbed a hot pistachio croissant (OMG), a molten chocolate lava cake and a raspberry chocolate loaf. I could have bought one of every pastry on display but I decided that it was best to save some treats for my next visit. Until we ate everything and I went back inside to buy a chocolate chip cookie and another raspberry chocolate loaf...&lt;br /&gt;
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Four weeks ago, at 6h27pm, our little Theo came into the world. I had my eyes closed for the last hour of labour and was only focused on pushing through each contraction. The doctor suddenly exclaimed "open your eyes!" and this tiny little baby with big eyes and - to our surprise - a dark head of hair was placed on my chest. I remember how hot and wet his skin felt. He let out a little yelp but then stared at me in silence. Mike and I both sobbed and laughed simultaneously, completely overwhelmed by what we had just accomplished. I remember feeling an immediate connection with Theo. He had his daddy's eyes and toes identical to mine. He was ours. No doubt about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The hours following his birth were euphoric. Mike and I sat in the darkness of our recovery room, marvelling at his tiny little body and talking about the last 48 hours of our lives. We just kept saying "can you believe he's here!?"&lt;/div&gt;
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However that euphoria quickly disappeared when we came home. This tiny little being was now hysterical and we were completely lost. I was in pain, I was exhausted. I wanted to breastfeed but the baby wanted none of it. That bond we had in that labour room now felt like it had disappeared. I felt like my baby disliked me and to be honest, I kind of disliked him. I felt like a terrible mother and I just wanted to crawl under my blankets and make it go away.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now we're 4 weeks in and things have certainly calmed down. I've had a chance to get acquainted with Theo and he's getting familiar with his clumsy yet well-intentioned parents. It helped that we ironed out some of his eating issues and that I feel so much better physically. Turns out, little Theo is actually pretty darn charming when he isn't screaming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;There have been a ton of tears over the last month (mostly mine) but I'm finding that my heart is opening up in a way I didn't know was possible. As Theo learns to eat, sleep and basically just be out in this big world, I am getting used to being a mother. We both have a long way to go but it gets easier and more wonderful with every hour that goes by - and boy do they ever go by quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.nouveaupalais.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nouveau Palais &lt;/a&gt;is a funny little place in the heart of Mile End. The diner was relaunched last Spring by a dynamic team and I adore what they did. They didn't change the décor - the wood panelling and tacky art still adorn the walls - but they did revamp the menu, which features classic diner fare made with fresh ingredients as well as some seasonal surprises. I love that they kept the classic paper placemats and the original sign out front.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am still struggling to find time to brush my teeth or apply deodorant so daily blog posts are far from realistic at this point. But things are much more calm over here and I am relishing the precious moments in the day and night when Theo has been fed/changed and is just ready to cuddle. Smelling the top of his fuzzy little head is my new favorite activity.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been staring at this screen trying to process it all so that I can find some way of putting it into words but I don't think that's possible. The last 2 weeks have been the most emotional, demanding, exciting, exhausting, moving and rewarding of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Labor and recovery were both long and painful. We came awfully close to a C-section but luckily Theo came out on his own thanks to some skilled doctors and 3 hours of pushing by yours truly. We spent a total of 5 days in the hospital which is rather long nowadays. 36 hours of active labor will leave a body pretty banged up and I needed some extra time to heal up before heading home. To add to all the fun, the baby wasn't nursing and none of our nurses seemed to agree on the best course of action.&lt;/div&gt;
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Coming home was overwhelming in every way imaginable. I was so happy to be out of the hospital but completely terrified that we were now responsible for this little human bundle. The first 48 hours were ROUGH. We were given some contradictory advice by the hospital and by a lovely lactation consultant so Theo was not adjusting well. And our heads were spinning. Luckily a nurse came to see us and she helped us sort out many of his eating issues and after nearly a week of Theo being born, Mike and I felt like we were meeting our baby for the first time. He wasn't hysterical. He was alert, curious and happy. He was also pooping up a storm and settling in to his new role as our master.&lt;/div&gt;
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We're still working on the whole breastfeeding thing - man oh man is it ever tricky!! - but otherwise our household is starting to find its groove. And by groove I mean that we're no longer like the Walking Dead. The laundry is piled up, the cat is always terrified and confused, there are burping cloths on every surface, and I don't remember a time when there weren't tiny socks strewn all over our floors. But we are happy. So so so happy. We can't believe that Theo is all ours to keep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Thank you so very much for all the supportive comments and tips you sent my way both through the blog and email. They were invaluable to me and I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you. xo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Theo August Samuel Johnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Born March 21st, 7 lbs. 13 oz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Not surprisingly, we think he's pretty close to perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We spent 5 days at the hospital and are only just starting to settle into our new life at home. I won't lie, it's been a real struggle. My body has a lot of healing to do and this little guy has not taken to breastfeeding. Not at all. So there are a lot of challenges ahead - and many more sleepless night - but it is so worth it. Life is just incredible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope to be back to blogging in the very near future but this week is all about getting back on my feet and getting Theo to eat like a champ. See you all very soon! ox&lt;/div&gt;
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