One of the things that motherhood has changed about me, which I no longer think about much, is how I feel about my body. When I was a teenager at boarding school, we had communal showers and bathrooms. To anyone who had any hang-ups about their body, saying it was a bit grim would be [...]
Read more…In my attempts to overcome my postpartum depression (yes, I’m on that topic again, just for a change) I have considered at length why some mothers appear to accept their lot regarding raising children and simply get on with it, why some mothers love (almost) every minute of having children and why other mothers, like [...]
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