Things like the fact that everything I ever said or thought about having children before I had them was bullshit. (Insert blanket apology to anyone I ever spoke to Continue reading
Après breakfast “impromptu” photoshoot whereby I force my first born children to snuggle up to me lovingly in appropriate lighting in order to replicate the wonder and emotion of Continue reading
Apparently we all are.
You see, for just about every perceived “win” I have celebrated as a mother, there is someone online or someone who has written a book, someone who is a sleep expert or a feeding expert or a settling expert Continue reading