How can we become who we so desperately want to be, at the expense of nobody and nothing else?
Today I needed rescuing. Day two of my first working week post baby. And already I needed rescuing. It has it's advantages. Being a woman in a man's world. But not so when your recently deflated baby-boobs are bobbing beneath your belly-button and your small-talk consists solely of baby babble followed by: "Did I show you the… Continue reading Baby Brain Breakdown