Meg Lawton’s Articles


An Introvert Comes out.

April 13th, 2014
Some of you may be surprised by what I am about to share. Contrary to popular belief I am in fact an introvert. My loud laughter, story- telling, and almost always sincere interest in your life are clever cover up skills I’ve developed to put you off the scent. You see, I’ve had this feeling ... Continue Reading »
She leads me to the top of the headland, to the highest point. If we just go over this way you will see it she urges. What? I ask. See what? All of life, she answers, hurrying me along. Come on come on! So I do, hurry- for how can I possibly miss all of ... Continue Reading »

If The Shoe Fits.

March 31st, 2014
The story I am about to tell you is all completely true, profound and stays with me to this day. A lesson I’m still learning, a lesson a child is still teaching. It is about a boy and a pair of old wooden clogs. Take a seat, put your feet up. He was 4. He ... Continue Reading »

Daydream Believer

March 24th, 2014
I am well aware that what I’m about to say will make me sound like a crotchety old woman. But, I’ve been called worse, so I’ll continue. Perhaps it’s because I feel left out, a little jealous or have an unhealthy need to be the center of everyone’s attention- but I have absolutely no idea ... Continue Reading »

The Cutter.

March 16th, 2014
Girls, boys, just kids bleeding themselves of the pain within their veins, within their hearts, minds, and lives. Words don’t help- they mean nothing, pointless noise skimming over the surface of self-loathing. Those fawarway sounds don’t even begin to touch, what’s deeper within the shadows where words will never reach. Ahh, but a cut, a ... Continue Reading »

Brutally Honest.

March 10th, 2014
Damn straight parenting is a tough gig. I think we can all agree that the long nights, second guesses, picky eaters, let goings, endless questions, toilet trainings, unknown futures, total meltdowns, stressful schedules, teenage prickles, emotional challenges, lonely moments, toddler tantrums, exhausting mindgames, sibling rivalries, hurtful comments, falling overs, and power struggles, really just aren’t ... Continue Reading »
I hear it throughout my day at random times. I’ll be hanging the washing, writing an article, sipping tea. Making a call, working, running out the door, being important, or simply staring. And there she suddenly is, right there- in my head when I wasn’t thinking of her at all. A connection waiting for my ... Continue Reading »

Don’t Make Me Say It

December 10th, 2013
I’m ok at a few things. I can cook a decent curry, make babies smile in boring grocery lines, and put up with endless Seinfeld repeats. I’m also generally good at knowing when to stop drinking, hunting down a bargain, and sleeping in. But I am not good at goodbyes. Whether at funerals or airports, ... Continue Reading »
An open letter to my 14yr old Son. Dear son. Being a boy sucks. Especially when your mother is a man-hater. So lucky for you, your mother isn’t. But, I think I may have given you the impression I am and feel the need to explain. Although I do happen to believe that many of ... Continue Reading »
   1.  Check your kid’s hands. Do they have opposable thumbs? Yes? Well don’t make their lunches. They can spread their own peanut butter on their own 2 slices of bread, or go hungry. I mean, how hard is it to put an apple in a lunch box? You buy good healthy food, they make ... Continue Reading »

Fifty Shades of Grey

November 1st, 2013
Well I went and did it. My kids begged me not to, nodding their heads in disbelief that I could do such a thing to them. My husband encouraged me to give it a try. As he does with most things. Sometimes this is great, sometimes it just isn’t. I wasn’t sure how this one ... Continue Reading »

Stepping Out

April 23rd, 2013
It was one of those wet blustery days where if you own a pair of purple patent faux leather boots, you must wear them. I like purple, and I like shiny. Nobody loses when one wears such boots on a grey afternoon. So our family and my boots dashed in the rain from our  car ... Continue Reading »

The Disconnect

April 2nd, 2013
I go through my day pretty much convinced I’m in my 20’s. I am not. It appears my mind seems a little stubborn, hiding in timeless fantasies, too busy frolicking in fountains of eternal youth, to remember what year it actually is. My body thinks this is an odd thing for my mind to think, ... Continue Reading »

A Sticky Situation

March 25th, 2013
There it was, right in front of us in the traffic. We were trapped- No way round it, we just had to sit behind it. Stare at it and then have a great big whopping detailed conversation that I didn’t particularly want on the drive to school that morning. the bumper sticker said- “Abortion. Big ... Continue Reading »
1. I have a louder than most would agree necessary laugh 2. A wonky social filter that kicks in sporadically. 3. An eye for sorrow lurking in corners. 4. A stubborn unsubstantiated confidence that the best in life will always bob up to the top. 5. I don’t wake up well. If given time and ... Continue Reading »