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Life Writing

I Haven’t Relaxed In Two Years

16th December 2020

Maybe longer. Stick with me. You sit down. Maybe in the morning before anyone else is up. You’ve heard some sort of magic happens in the morning. You haven’t found the magic Maybe there’s a journal because you’ve heard that journals are good for something, too. You put a pen to the lined paper. Because you need lines. But there’s no ink in the pen. You have a million pens in the house, but none of them work. You find…

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Disability Parenting

My Kid Does Yoga. I Love Her Anyway.

22nd July 2020

Isla’s new trick is to drape herself across the two close together couches in our living room, and kind of just hang out there. ‘This is supposed to be a comfortable yoga pose,’ she says. ‘Is it?’ I ask. ‘I don’t think so.’ ‘Good. Sit up so you don’t fall and hurt yourself.’ And she does, because I’m her mother, and sometimes she listens to me. She goes back to drawing and shows me her newest masterpiece a little while later. ‘Look, it’s us.’ she says.…

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Coffee Talk Life

If We Were Having Coffee And A Timeout

20th April 2020

If we were having coffee these days, it would probably be whipped coffee on a zoom meeting. I’ve tried two of those, zoom meetings. With the camera off. That might defeat the purpose or whatever. But I don’t need to see the size of my pores or feel bad about my chins. A few weeks ago, I might have mentioned that my kid cut my husband’s hair. I suggested that she go from the ends, but what do I know?…

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Humor Life

How To Get Through The Weird First Week In A New Home

20th February 2020

And so, somehow we’ve made it to a full week in the new place. That time where you’re fumbling around, not sure where you are or what day it is. Like the holidays. But with even more junk food, because what’s a vegetable, and how does the oven work? It’s been interesting. And the interestingness started even before we got here. With our loaded up car, and wired kid. We opened the new door, plowed over the threshold. To a…

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Disability Writing

Disability Representation and Why I Bought A Barbie in My 30s

26th August 2019

It was just a regular toy store run, tradition now after our six hour road trips to the city. I was looking forward to seeing friends from the States and catching the end of The Edinburgh Festival(s). We were passing through the doll aisle on the way to the musical instruments. Isla wanted to make the same guitar noise as her Dad. (The product link in this post is an Amazon affiliate link. I make a small commission if you…

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