Remember when you were little and you went to grandmas house and she would pull out albums for you to look at, full of photos with the story of your families life? You could walk around their house and there are black and white photos, color photos and me
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 –...
