I’m Unique…And So Are You

We all want to be unique – to feel as though there is no one else in the world quite like us.

We all want to be the same – to feel as though we belong in a group and that we aren’t the weird freak standing on the fringe.

I think we’re probably all a little of both. All of us are unique, and all of us fit in somewhere. Dr. Suess knew what he was talking about with his famous quote:

Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You. –Dr. Suess

I am the same as you and you and you, because we are parents, or women, or Canadian, or have an unfathomable need to see the latest Twilight film even though we all agree that they are nothing more than highly enjoyable trash.

I am different than you and you and you, because I grew up in a village in northern British Columbia and used to walk to school through the woods praying that I wouldn’t encounter a bear.

I am different than you (I hope), because some of the most formative memories of my life involve me witnessing alcohol-fueled rages as a young child, and dealing with the total abandonment of me by my father. On my good days, I am happy that he is gone and I have no idea where he is. On my bad days, I am angry that I am unable to have closure with him, and I fret that I am doomed to become the parent (or non-parent) that he was.

I am different because my path to motherhood was not the easy one that I expected. It turns out that all of those years of worrying about birth control were unnecessary for my husband and myself. We were almost completely infertile. It took six years of trying, and surgery, and more trying, and researching adoption, and more trying, before we were finally able to have the satisfaction of seeing a plus sign on a pregnancy indicator stick.


The aftermath of a positive pregnancy test.

I am different because I am a Type 2 diabetic…which turns out to be a blessing in disguise. The medication that I was prescribed to control my Type 2 diabetes has the side effect of improving fertility. Yes, this horrible life-long condition that I hate because I have to think about it daily, is also the reason that we were able to have our two children, which I love because I get to smoosh them daily.


My most recent family photo - aka proof I need to be in front of the camera more often.

I am different than you, but I am the same too. There may be no one alive that is Youer than You, but it’s just as important to bond over our shared experiences, as it is to savour the flavour of our unique ones.

I wrote this post as a submission for the Today’s Parent parent blogger submission call. I’ve read Today’s Parent since my son was born five years ago, and it would be a huge slice of awesome if I was chosen to join their team. As part of my submission I’m including links to three of my favourite posts:

  1. I Claim This Child as My Own
  2. Reflections on Three
  3. My Kid Gets His Potty Mouth from Me (this link goes to BlogHer)


  1. Mary Lynn says

    Lovely post. Amazing about the medication for your diabetes improving fertility. Fascinating how the good and bad can intermix like that. Sometimes I find myself regretting the bad experiences I endured in younger years but then I realize they brought me to the point I’m at now, which is honestly pretty good.

    Best of luck with your Today’s Parent submission.
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