Why I refuse to feel back-to-work guilt.

Why I refuse to feel back-to-work guilt.

“Don’t go to work, Mummy!” I hadn’t thought about how my four year old would react when I went back to work. In my mind, it had been all about the baby I was leaving to go back to my TV career. The baby who’d had me wrapped around her...
Settling in, moving on.

Settling in, moving on.

Here I am with a nice hot coffee, in a comfy chair in an average coffee shop. Happy days… But my buggy is missing. Well, more to the point, the baby isn’t with me. I say baby, but she’s nearly one. Does that still count? And all of a sudden,...

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