Hello, and thanks to everyone who shared tips on how to keep our kids safe in light of the tragic abduction of Tori Stafford.

I find the Child Find websites very helpful. Check them out.

My daughters had an interesting incident at their small Toronto school last Friday. A man was talking over the school yard fence to the kids. (I know, we should be able to shrug and say 'big deal.'). I loved how the school communciated the info. to all parents and had teachers remind students about safety and strangers. Here are some of the tips that came home in a letter:

• Trust your instincts (my favourite) and tell your parents or teachers whenever someone treats you or speaks to you in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable or unsafe.

• Know that someone you see regularly in the neighbourhood is still a stranger (isn't it sad we have to tell our kids that?) and should be treated as a stranger.

• If a car is following you, change directions and run.

• Say 'no' if an adult wants you to do something that you think is wrong.

• Never approach or enter a stranger's car. Adults have no reason to offer you a ride, ask you for directions, or for help.

• Always walk with a buddy.

I hope these tips are helpful.

My current mum dilemma is how to keep our daughter, who turns 7 this Friday (yeah!) interested in playing the piano. Share your tips with me on how you keep your kids interested in music lessons.

Tak to you soon!

P.S. Next post, I'll tell you about a brilliant live music concert I went to, and give you the chance to win a CD. Yes, it's contest time again.

Sorry I have been an absent blogger for the past week. I took some time away from work and the computer to enjoy the spring sunshine with my kids.

While I love surfing and writing online, I'm a big believer in brief sabbaticals from it all.

It's still gloriously warm and sunny here in Toronto, but our country is bathed in sadness from the loss of a little girl, Victoria "Tori" Stafford who was abducted and murdered in Woodstock, Ont.

When the tragic news broke yesterday, I know every mother was thinking of Tori's mum ... and the unbearable weight of her grief. I chatted with my neighbour last night — a stoic accountant who told me she broke down in tears in the office.

I also know that every mum, like me, was thinking twice about her own kids' safety.

The reality is that we can't protect our kids from every danger — and at the same time we can't scare them to death, or deny them the freedom and independence that they need to grow and make good decisions for themselves.

A few weeks ago my 10 year-old daughter, Liv, saw me at the computer watching the grainy video of a woman leading Tori away from her school. That same woman is now charged with her abduction. I told Liv what I was watching. I also told her, 'No matter what the person says ('Keep quiet and come with me or I'll hurt you and your family') scream and kick like hell if anyone tries to get you to go somewhere with them.'

In the coming days, I'll have a talk with both my daughters about strangers and safety. I'm not sure what I'll say, but I know my challenge will be striking that fine balance between giving them the information they need to be safe and not instilling fear.

What will you tell your kids?

P.S. The first 10 people who reply will receive a copy of The BlackBerry Diaries - Adventures in Modern Motherhood by Canadian funny lady, Kathy Buckworth.

Hello, let's talk spies.

As I mentioned in my last post, I recently had the opportunity to chat with a real-life former CIA spy -- very cool. Lindsay Moran is the author of, Blowing My Cover: My Life as a CIA Spy. (Read on to find out how you can win a copy of her book).

Lindsay worked for the CIA for five years and left in 2003. In 'spy school' she learnt how to jump out of an airplane, crash cars, shoot weapons and how to assume an alias. (Trust me, journalism school is a lot duller).

Lindsay gave it all up because she wanted to start a family and, as you can probably guess, the spy life and being a mama aren't a great mix.

We give up a lot to have kids, don't we?

I so often hear about women who have put something aside -- a passion or career -- to be a mom, but not so much with men when they become dads.

I'm not bashing the boys. (In all honestly my husband is amazing. He does more than his share of caring for the kids and home). I actually think us moms have a more balanced outlook on life and know that something has to give.

What do you think? I want to know. Tell me if you gave up anything to be a mum and if you have any regrets. Here's an incentive: I have a couple of copies of Lindsay's memoirs on her life as a CIA spy to give away. (Yes, another little contest ladies).

If you want to read about our spy girl's safety tips for women, sign up for my monthly e-newsletter at: http://www.canadianliving.com/my_cl/?mod=signup&action=newsletter_new.

Talk to you soon. Don't forget to write to me here on the mom blog.

Here's the Mother's Day card that Sophie made for me

Hello!  I had lovely Mother's Day despite a miserable cold and sore throat. (Hey, I'm just glad it's not swine flu. Though I did have a couple of glasses of white wine on Saturday night, so maybe it was 'wine' flu!)

My girls treated me to tea and peanut butter on toast in bed (thanks Dad for making that happen). They also gave me my favourite gift - cards and art. (Honest - I love that stuff! See the cards above and below.) Liv also made me a precious bubblebee out of tiny glistening beads.

The highlight of my day was seeing our new neighbours - two fuzzy baby robins that hatched on Sunday.

We had been keeping an eye on the nest that sits on top of our neighbour's eavestrough, peering at it with binoculars out of our back second-floor window. Around noon, my husband, Len, spotted fluffy feathers poking out of the nest. We all watched, excitedly grabbing the binoculars out of each others' hands, as mama robin flew off and returned with lunch.

When it was my turn, I saw two tiny translucent beaks open wide, stretching up out of the nest as mama robin dropped a tiny wriggling worm into one. I swear, it was like a scene straight out a National Geographic film. Mother Nature couldn't have orchestrated a more delightful Mother's Day surprise for me.

Talk to you soon ... and I promise to share my chat with a former CIA spy.

Who could ask for more?

Hello again.

First off, the winners of the fab Oster blender are: Stefanie, Angela and Garnet Girl. Congrats! (I wish I had a blender for everyone.)

Marta told me she would make brownies if she had won. Sorry you didn't win, but please do share your blender-brownies recipe with us Marta.

Now that's taken care of, let's get back to chatting ...

It's a gorgeous spring evening here in the West end of Toronto. My husband, kids and I have spent lots of time in High Park this week. The white blossom trees are breathtaking in full bloom. In the twilight they look like a blanket of soft fog hovering in the air.

May is my favourite season. Never fail, each year I am in awe of how nature renews herself.

My youngest daughter, Sophie (soon-to-be 7), was due on June 6th but I always said she would be my 'May baby' - and she was. Her middle name is 'May' because of my fondness for the month. May was also my perenially-sunny grandmother's name.

We have a special spring treat in our yard: a robin's nest. Liv, 10, is a champion tree climber. She spotted a nest in the 20-foot-tall evergreen tree in our front lawn and was half way up in no time. She soon discovered just how fiercely protective us mums can be when mama robin came flying at her in a fit of anger. Boy did Liv ever scoot down that tree in a hurry.

There's also a robin's nest on our neighbour's eavestrough and we have a bird's-eye view of it from the back window of our house. Each night after school and work, we peek at mama bird with our binoculars, looking for signs that her babies have hatched.

I think it's really these simple delights - these gifts of nature - that make May such a special month. Of course, there's Mother's Day, too!

My girls came home from school today (Friday) and excitedly hid their school-made creations wrapped in crinkly tissue paper. Hmm, I wonder if there's a macaroni necklace among them?

We don't usually make plans for Mother's Day but, instead, see what the day brings. Write to tell me how you spend Mother's Day 

P.S. Next time I write, I'll tell you how I spent Mother's Day and about my recent interview with a former CIA spy!

Mom blogs. Why are they called that? Because the writer is a mom?

Well, aren’t all of us moms a lot of other things, too? And isn’t the real reason why we are connecting simply because we are women? And as women we have a wonderful desire and capacity to share our thoughts and get to know one another. Why, it’s wired in our DNA.

I thought about this when I told a girlfriend yesterday that I’d posted my first entry on my “Mom blog."

We laughed and said it reminded us of the times when we’ve introduced ourselves as “So-and-so’s mum” on the playground, and then asked, “Are you James’ mum?” When my kids (now 10 and almost 7) were younger, I remember being called “Liv’s or Sophie’s mum” more than “Kathryn.”

(Note: my parents are from England. Most of my family still lives there so I say “mum” a lot)

I’ll let you in on a little inside joke here at Canadian Living. When the “Mom Blog” banner with my photo was first designed for the CL.com web site, it featured my pic and … (drum roll, please) … a backpack. Yes, that dependable, practical symbol of all things mommsy.

When our lovely (and non-mom) web editor, Jen, emailed the image to me, I said, “Jen, see what happens when you have kids? Your existence will forever be associated with a backpack.”  (That sobering reality might actually be an effective form of birth control for the under-30 set).

I wasn’t complaining, mind you. But Jen got the point and soon revamped the image. Now, you’ll see my pic with a charming (but practical, sigh) purple tote bag with a journal, car keys and … a teddy bear.

Truth be told, said bear is not mine, nor my kids. Their favourite stuffies are a hippo, “lambie” and a panda. And being the chic mum that I like to think that I am, I’d never be caught dead with them tucked in my tote.

Ok, enough.

I bet you are reading my mom/mum blog because in my first and last post, I promised you could win a blender and now you’re saying, “Where’s the blender mom/mum blogger? Just tell me how I can get the darn blender!”

The first three people who subscribe to my blog and post a comment telling me what they want to make in the blender - or when they least feel like a mum - will win an OSTER® DIGITAL BLENDER (retail value $79.99). Thanks Oster!

P.S. Here’s what I like best about the blender: it has an ice crusher blade that won't dull or bend as well as an ice-crush setting. Make yourself a frozen cocktail.

“OMG, what if I have nothing to write about? Worse, what if no one wants to read what I have to say?!”

Ok, full disclosure time. Those are the thoughts that have left me here, at my computer, in a cold sweat as I sit down to write this – my first blog post.

So, I take a deep breath and put on some inspirational music. (In truth, I grab the closest CD — the soundtrack to one of my all-time favourite movies, Love Actually). If it wasn’t 3:30 in the afternoon, I’d have a glass of Pinot Grigio, too, because it always gets the creative juices flowing. After a moment of reflection, I decide I either:

(a)  Am severely lacking in self confidence.
(b)  Have a bad case of Sally Field-itis. (Remember when she won the Oscar years ago and declared to her audience of peers, “So you really do like me!” Why do we, women and moms, care so much about being liked anyway? That’s something we should definitely chat about later).
(c)  Simply have writer’s block.

I’m opting for (c).

Because this is my very first blog post, I trust you’ll go easy on me. I’ve also decided I’ll start by introducing myself and we can take it from there.

By day, I’m the editor of the Life and Health sections at Canadian Living magazine. I truly love my job – reading all the latest books and studies that come in, and pouring over products and story ideas from readers and writers.

Outside of the office, I’m a wife, mum to two girls (Liv just turned 10; Sophie is almost 7), sister, daughter, girlfriend, and avid reader and bookclub member. I’m also trying to lose the 15 pounds I gained as a result of foot surgery in the fall. (Ok, maybe the Pinot Grigio and penchant for late-night nachos and salsa are more to blame).

A couple of times a week, I’ll be writing here at the CL.com mom blog to share my thoughts with you as well as tips, information, books and products that I think you’ll be interested in hearing about. And there will be contests, too.

Talk to you soon.
P.S. Watch for my next entry for a chance to win a blender.