Though some drag on, and some absolutely fly, every single day is packed with 24 hours of potential. If I could pick the one I wouldn’t mind replaying a few times, it would be 6 am: the hour that immediately follows my morning alarm (my 6 month old waking
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
