New worlds, old stars and red lipstick: some advice on being a woman, for my daughter
Little girl, you sleep. I wanted a girl desperately, and you came like a song
Little girl, you sleep. I wanted a girl desperately, and you came like a song
This week, a surprise: my rose plant bloomed. Three, four, five pink rose heads, heavy
11pm. I’m sat in bed next to a baby I will need to wake up
All throughout this pregnancy, I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop. When
Teddy disappears as soon as we’re through the doctor’s door. I keep half an eye
Here we go then, little love: the third trimester. The final stretch. I do wish
So anyway, that was the first week of school. H went back on Monday. My
If you are really struggling with tiny ones right now, please know this. I know
I’m here! (This is me breaking the log-jam that is two weeks without writing a
Some rambly first-draft thoughts I have been mulling over. Let me know what you think.