I’m writing this post while typing a short bio for 3MT. I’m struggling with telling or not a diaper joke in the three sentences I have to describe myself. Because I like to make things fun, but I also realized just now how important it is for me to stress that I am a mother… Read More Why I am telling everyone that I am a mother doing a Ph.D.
You will say that I don’t know what I want, and maybe it’s true. A few weeks ago, I wrote about how having children is sort of slowing me in my studies. And it’s still true, since months away from school when I was on maternity leave definitely didn’t help me to read and write.… Read More Children and productivity : for the better or the worst?
J’ai déjà parlé de mon séjour à Paris en 2015, quand mon premier fils, F-A, avait un an. L’automne dernier, j’ai fait une demande de bourse pour pouvoir retourner étudier à Paris et à Rome. Yay, je l’ai obtenue! Depuis trois mois (!), je suis donc en planification de ce nouveau voyage. Parce que partir… Read More Tous à bord (encore!)! Gérer un stage à l’étranger et l’embarquement familial
The topic of this blog is a most unpleasant one. When you are so caught up with work full time AND PhD full time, some things just slip away. Of course, you expect family to have your back. And mine does, with the exception of BRIDEZILLA. Here is the story: my niece, living in Vancouver… Read More When Grad School and Bridezilla are Incommensurate
It’s been a while now that I stood in front of the Bronfman building’s main entrance at Sherbrooke and admired the history of it all and the legacy that I am a part of. A year, to be precise, since that moment when I ‘looked up’ to realize my existence in front of a building… Read More #DesautelsFamily
Hier matin, une ambulance est allée chercher ma grand-mère. Elle est à l’hôpital. Pour des heures? Des jours? Des semaines? L’incertitude, c’est dur pour les études. Mon cerveau part dans les nuages quand mon coeur se serre en s’attendant au pire. Je relis huit fois la même page, je regarde les analyses à faire de… Read More Être cher à l’hôpital, études au ralenti
The kitchen was packed with friends and family. The cat had just attempted, quite bravely, to jump onto the counter and eat the turkey. My mom was trying to dazzle her guests with anecdotes and drinks as my father rushed this way and that with charred ovenmits tending to gravy and potatoes and other piping… Read More There and back again
Thoughts Moments just before and just after midnight on New Year’s Eve always feel weird and surreal for me — like a sort of interlude hanging somewhere between past, present and future, all blurred into a single fleeting instant. Watching the countdown live on television has become a yearly tradition, although there is something kind… Read More A year that’s new (1) : Thoughts, Moments, Lessons, Hopes