This is a day late, but I forgot it was the Summer Solstice while posting yesterday. Even though I prefer long days to short days, I find the longest day of the year to be depressing as it signals the inflection point at which the days start to shrink. Wh
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 –...
