Oh, Canada

While I realize that I don't have extensive data regarding my experiences and feelings during pregnancy, I find it interesting that now both times I have found myself gravid, I go through some fairly intense homesickness for Canada in general and Toronto in particular. It's random things, like familiar snacks and food (pierogi, for one), or just seeing red post boxes instead of blue. I've been trying to figure out why this is; some friends have said it's like salmon...returning home to spawn. Gene thinks it may be because I always sort of expected to raise a family in Canada, or even Toronto specifically. Maybe it's because for all of our familial moving around, Toronto was the longest stretch of time spent in one place (though not one house, admittedly), and I know that when I talk to Bean and Peabo about "when Mummy was little", it's going to be stories about Toronto.

Then again, it could just be that I really really really like pierogi and baklava and Hawkin's Cheezies and Macintosh's Toffee.