Things I’m Afraid to Tell You: Volume II

May 15, 2013 By Alison
Without fear there cannot be courage.

11 months ago, I wrote about 5 things I was afraid to tell you. It was fairly therapeutic (as Alexandra says, blogging IS therapy), and no one ran away screaming. So I’m back with more things I’m afraid to tell you. I’m afraid to tell you that I’m worried my 3 year old will never [...]

Filed Under: Blogging, Life, Motherhood, Parenting, Writing

Writing and Distractions

May 13, 2013 By Alison
Quote about distraction

It’s Monday morning, I need to write my blog post! Okay: one at school, the other is napping. Perfect. Let’s start. Wait, need a cup of tea. Mug, water boiling, tea bag. Pour water. Brew. Huh, empty coffee cup in the sink. Wash. Wait, need to refill dishwasher liquid. Okay. Done. Gah, need to take [...]

Filed Under: Blogging, Humor, Writing

Writing And Making Money? Sure, Where Do I Sign Up?

April 24, 2013 By Alison
Wealth Web Writer

UPDATE: Congratulations Kathy Radigan, you’ve won the 3 month subscription to Wealthy Web Writer! Thank you everyone for entering.  This is a product review. I was give a free 3-month Platinum member subscription (worth $81) to Wealthy Web Writer for review, but all opinions are my own.  I know many of us blog with no intention [...]

Filed Under: Giveaway, Review, Writing

Sticky

April 17, 2013 By Alison
button

Sticky. Darker than I thought. So much. My shirt, his pajama top, speckled with it. Beginning to dry, on my hand. Wet, my shirt is wet, his tears soaking into my shoulder, his pain becoming mine. Calm. Calm. Calm. Where is he? My husband? There. Come over, now. Take him. I’m taking a look. His [...]

Filed Under: Motherhood, Toddler, Writing

In The Morning

April 15, 2013 By Alison
11 month old baby

Small, sticky, slightly salty hands assault my senses, followed quickly by his distinctive good morning yelp. It’s usually still dark so I can vaguely make out his small figure next to me, sitting up, wide awake – my opposite. He senses that I’m awake and snuggles close, wanting his morning feed. I stroke his head, [...]

Filed Under: Scrumplet, Writing
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