Friday, June 3, 2016


Hey all! One of my new ventures is an acoustic duo my friend Jim Wright and I have formed called wkndr (add some "e"s and you'll get the pronunciation :)). If you're in the Richmond, VA, area, we'd love to have you come hear us play and book us at your event! Check out our new-ish FB page:

Monday, April 18, 2016

Full Circle

I've been thinking lately about how I gave up a great path to a full career in music when I was heading into college and how I've wondered a million times what it would have been like had I pursued that. I'm pretty much someone who lives in the moment, and I don't typically look back and think "what if?" But this has been the one topic I've thought about so many times over the years. Most people who know me now don't even know that that was a part of my life, let alone most of it. 

Toward the end of high school, rather than go full-steam into a music career, I felt a strong calling to go elsewhere, so I trusted that God knew how much I hoped that wasn't the end. The new path led me to Boston College, where I Bob and some of the best friends a girl could find (oh yeah, and got a great education :)). I played here and there in church, friend and family weddings, and other informal gatherings. I'm not sure if it was a lack of maturity or what have you that kept it all in a contained place in my heart, but I hadn't yet arrived at the place music would have in my life in the long run. 

Fast forward to the past year, in which we've had more than a few challenges with the kids and school and I decided in the midst of that that it would be a good idea to address a drinking problem that had gotten well beyond me. God brought it all full circle as I've learned new instruments and have had the amazing privilege of playing both in the band at church and in an offshoot, our band WKNDR. I didn't pick up a full career with the flute again like I thought maybe would happen. God had better plans. Music is medicine and has gotten me through such a tough year. It's therapy for me and hopefully a blessing to others. I'm so very thankful.

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Sunday, August 2, 2015

Yes, I Pushed my Kid Down the Water Slide

This past week, we spent a lovely time at the family cabin in northern CA that my husband’s family has owned for decades. Most of our time was spent at the lake in town, which boasts a pretty beach, water slides, floating docks, diving boards, you name it. The smaller of two slides is for kids only, and my boys quickly were interested in trying it out. My 6-year-old adores anything that allows his to hurl his body through space, and so he went down the slide again, and again (and again and again…). 

On the second day, for whatever reason, he became afraid of the slide. Multiple times, he climbed to the top of the ladder, paused, sat, waited… and eventually came back down. The other kids waiting in line were really gracious and patience, for which I was thankful. But by the third or so time that my son did this, I was starting to get frustrated. I KNEW he could do it, and besides, he had already gone so much the day before! I also wanted to teach him that it wasn’t really all that polite to keep going to the top while other kids wait, only to climb back down. So on his third or fourth attempt, I pushed him down. I tried to reason with him from afar to encourage him to slide, but he wouldn’t go. By now, I’m sure I had the attention of other parents who looked up to see what was going on. I climbed the ladder, said “you’re going to go,” and started to give him a firm but gentle push down the slide. My son said, “No! No!!” and flipped onto his belly while he white-knuckled the sides of the slide. I pulled him back up to turn him on his bottom (I’m not so mean to shove him down while facing backward on his belly), and told him, “No, you’re going down” and pushed him (not HARD) down the slide. Guess what? He came up out of the water and was smiling and cheering, remembering how much fun it really was.

I climbed down off the ladder and turned to see about 20 glaring mom eyes right on me. I’m hoping there were a few sympathetic ones in the crowd, but it sure didn’t look like it. It was as if there were thought bubbles above their heads saying things like, ‘wow, she’s so mean,’ ‘what the heck is she thinking?’ “If the kid doesn’t want to go, she shouldn’t make him.’ The part I haven’t even mentioned yet is that my son has special needs, so I probably seemed even meaner (that really isn’t the point of this article, but we do treat him the same way we treat our other boys. Any medical/developmental considerations were taken and I would never endanger him).
My son was safe. My husband was at the bottom ready to catch him. He had done this before. It was a growing moment. I was the momma bird almost literally pushing my baby out of the nest so he could experience flight.

My job as a parent is not to provide this safe little bubble where my children aren’t encouraged to grow. I am not interested in crafting an environment that is always predictable, comfortable, and stagnant. When an appropriate opportunity arises, there is a space to grow and be stretched. It’s a mentality and a skill that is essential for survival in this world. My boys know that I adore them, and yet I don’t coddle them (except when our 4-year-old asks to sleep in our bed at night… again, a different article). They will always have a nest to which they can return and I can kiss them and tell them I love them a thousand times. And I will continue to teach them how to fly. 

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

A post I am guaranteed to regret by tomorrow morning

Note: when I'm in writing mode, I don't edit. So excuse any typos and such.

A few months ago, I came to grips with realizing that I had a problem with alcohol (we won’t use the “a” word, because that would attach an adjective to my very self and that’s scary. I told my immediate family and two other confidantes that I would be removing alcohol from my life. I met with a friend from church who is 7 years sober and is awesome, and I really thought I was on the path to greatness. Mmm-hmm.

I gave up alcohol for a while (almost a month) and it was wonderful and effing AWFUL all at the same time. I felt so sad. Ugh. And yet, the relief from the guilt of the cycle of alcohol was wonderful. Bob was so supportive of me and wanted to do whatever it would take. Problem is, I wasn’t sure myself. I convinced myself that I would be fine having an occasional drink here and there and that I could be a “normal” person who had a “normal” relationship with alcohol. Except, that’s not how my body works.

So tonight, I took my last sip of wine from my stemless glass (ever tried to knock one of those over? They just roll, it’s pretty sweet), and, and before swallowing it, I held it in my mouth. I’d already had enough wine to be drunk and not care about very much. So I held that last sip in my mouth and savored it. I tasted the burn of the alcohol in my mouth wanting to remember forever what it feels like. I knew as soon as I swallowed it that it would be my last. This relationship with alcohol IS NOT WORKING. I do not have balance. I am not in control. This is not what I want for my life.

Reluctantly, I swallowed that sip. I flipped over on my back as if entering into a meditative yoga pose and instead savored the feeling of being totally uninhibited, knowing that it wasn’t going to happen again. I’m sad. I love this feeling. I feel like I NEED this feeling to deal with every bump that comes down the road. I will miss the degree of not caring that comes with having enough alcohol in your system to dull your senses.

Look, I don’t want to be that person. I don’t want you to feel weird about having a drink around me or about talking about alcohol or posting memes from someecards about getting drunk. Please. I want anyone in my life to BE THEMSELVES. And that’s why I’m telling you. Telling you not because I want the accountability (because, let’s face it, now that I’m telling you, I’m up a creek should I choose to relapse) but because I want to be myself and be the best at that. I LIKE myself. I have a great husband and kids, wonderful friends, and a general positive self-image. I just feel emotions very intensely and alcohol sometimes helps that feel more manageable. I am not the first in my family to deal with this. Many of you know that I have bipolar disorder and my brain is just wired a certain way. I’ve already beat (ha! or maybe not?) an addiction to food and now I’m working on this. God didn’t make a mistake. God made me this way, someone who feels life intensely, and it’s up to me to figure out how best to represent that. Surprisingly, I’m not unhappy, I’ve just chosen a bad way of dealing with the stress in my life and the intensity with which I feel those feelings about it. Since my thyroidectomy last July, a lot has changed about how my body metabolizes everything, which includes alcohol. I’m not blaming anything on anything, but circumstances have changed, and this is the place where I find myself.

Some of you will read this and re-coil and judge. That’s fine, I get it. Follow the illuminated “EXIT” sign and proceed to the street. The rest of you will realize that this is not an emergency and will stay. You’re free to do as you wish. I don’t need “help,” per se, I just need love (don’t we all?). I need your prayers. And your friendship. And you not to be weird about it. We can talk about it. Unless you’re superhuman, you probably have something difficult to deal with as well. So you’re in good company. If you didn't see it coming, I'm sorry. I didn't either. Life happens! Hi, my name is Ali. We're all figuring this out, one day at a time. 

I SHARE THIS NOT FOR ATTENTION BUT TO PROMOTE COMMUNITY. I actually don’t want attention for it. I want you to share this with someone and say, “Look, _____, here’s someone going through what you’re going through. You’re not alone.” My name, Allison, means "truthful," and I just for the life of me cannot live without being truthful about this. You are awesome and wonderful and so am I. Let’s understand and love each other and move forward together. I love you. 

UPDATE: It's the next morning and I don't regret posting this. I mean, a feel a little silly, but I don't regret it. I do feel relieved, and I'm also humbled by the outpouring of love and support I've received through various forms of communication. :)

I also felt it necessary to add that while I can't guarantee that the boys haven't been affected by all this, I've worked really hard to keep things removed from them. I haven't had a scenario where I've been drunk while home alone with them or anything like that. I've fought many a day through the day with them only to fall apart while they're asleep. So I hope it's helpful to know that. Even still, I'm sure they will notice a change in me (even if they can't describe it) once I get a handle on this. Onward and upward.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

OSS Richmond!

One SMALL Step Richmond has already raised $11,450 toward our goal of $30,000 for PWS research!! We are #27 in the world among 72 walks. Help us toward our goal! And if you register to walk with us on the 26th, all you have to do is raise $40 and you get an awesome OSS T-shirt.  It will be a great family event! Thank you to all those who have supported us thus far!

Monday, September 16, 2013

Guest promo - the roo pouch

I love supporting fellow PWS families and so wanted to 
pass along this opportunity to support Rebecca and her
 family! Read below...

Hello! My name is Rebecca - Mamma to Joey Paul (2 1/2), 
and Emil Franklin (6 months). My son Joey has PWS. Last 
month we moved from Delaware to Indiana because my PhD 
program in Philosophy. 

After working at the University of Delaware for five years I 
decided to capitalize on this new adventure and stay home
with my boys. For the last two years I have enjoyed exploring
various DIY projects, and making handmade gifts for friends 
and family. I've toyed with the idea of opening an Etsy shop 
for a while and I decided that there's no better time than the 

My shop, the roo pouch, has a handful of "washi canvases" 
with inspirational or motivational sayings. I would love to 
design a custom canvas with the saying of your choice. 

You can contact me through Etsy, or at
to discuss the details. Creating something gives me the time
and space to be with myself, engage in self-reflection, and 
enjoy a few quiet moments - which as we mothers know, is 

I hope you enjoy my shop and my "handmade cheer to 
brighten the soul".

Joey Paul!

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Entering Ketoworld

DISCLAIMER: I am not a doctor and the following is NOT medical advice. Please consult with your child's physician(s) before making any changes in the direction of this diet. It is a medical diet and should be treated as such.

Those of you who follow DITW on Facebook probably saw an article I posted recently on the ketogenic ("keto") diet. It's explained well and in terms that most people can understand.

Since Dean was a baby, we have been careful about carbs in his diet, as I learned from another mom of a child with PWS (see about how people with PWS don't seem to metabolize carbohydrates well for energy. As he has gotten older, we have reduced carbs even more and increased protein for Dean.

Recently, we decided to take the plunge and move toward the keto diet, or more realistically, the MAD (modified Atkins diet). This involves not only a considerable restriction in carbs (many are aiming for less than 20 grams of carbs per day - look at your nutrition labels and you'll realize how little that is!) and ALSO an effort to push fats. It's hard to train your brain to *add* fat to anyone's diet, so it's a big change in practices with food. I was initially quite reluctant to dive in (ironic given the name of this blog, right?), but I realized that if Dean can potentially run on 8 cylinders, he was maybe only running currently on 2, maybe 3. We know there is more in that little boy that can come out. It was worth a shot.

The keto/MAD diet is a *medical* diet and therefore needs to be followed by a doctor and/or a dietitian/nutritionist. There are some dangers and concerns that require monitoring. We will be meeting with a dietitian soon through our Children's Hospital of Richmond to make sure that we maximize results and get Dean all the micronutrients he needs. One of Dean's doctors is following the diet to make sure his growth and other factors (related to labs and medication) are not adversely affected.

The keto diet is most commonly used for people with epilepsy, as it can result in the improvement or even elimination of seizures. The article above explains that there are other conditions that can or can possibly be helped by the ketodiet. There is reason to believe that PWS is part of that.

What have we seen so far? We've been really mindful of this change in diet for a little over a week. There is a clarity in his eyes that we have not seen before. You can SEE Dean trapped in that little body, as I've said from the beginning that I know he is in there. His muscle tone has (oddly) improved a *lot*, his problem-solving skills are better, and he's talking a bit more. I know that the benefits will continue. Other PWS families who have had their loved one with PWS on the diet longer report everything from increased motor skills to cognitive improvements to being able to consume more calories while maintaining weight (all considerable concerns in PWS!). I took this picture after noticing the change in him:

This requires that we be really diligent about Dean's diet. We read labels even more closely now and it's amazing how carbs are in *everything.* We are testing Dean's blood ketone levels every or every other night. Last night, he was at 1.6, which is squarely in ketosis. We're aiming for even a bit higher.

Many of you know that I don't cook because I generally hate it. And planning ahead for food goes against my usual tendencies. But success with this diet requires both. Thankfully, Pinterest comes to the rescue! I have created a pin board called "Ketokid" that many are following. Check it out!


So that's where we are! We are feeling confident about this step and I will be sure to let you know the continued results!