July 2014 Archive
Posted Tuesday 29th July 2014 By Ericka Waller
I was in the bath with the girls, when Thing-one asked “How did we get out your tummy? there is no hole” lifting my sagging envelope of skin to see if there was a secret trapdoor hidden in the folds of flesh.
Posted Tuesday 15th July 2014 By Ericka Waller
I never wanted to have daughters. I brooded over mini versions of my husband. Brown eyes like pools of chocolate. I never considered the idea of mini versions of me. I did not want to see myself reflected in someone else’s face. The thought of passing on my flaws and failings and fears horrified me. I wanted to harvest perfection, and I was so far from it.