I wrote a post in one of the mom Facebook groups I joined in my new locale. I explained my situation and how I was just looking for someone to chat with over coffee. Well dear readers, it worked. I arranged a first date.
My inside was his entire world for 9 months. The least I can do is continue to be his entire world for a few months on the outside too.
I can’t tick all the boxes that I laid out for myself twenty years ago. But life isn’t about ticking boxes.
What is the one thing about childbirth I wish I’d known before hand?
Suffering not in silence through the pain of beginning to breastfeed.
During the first few months of my new life with a new life, I wrote random pieces and snippets. Small glimpses into the mind of a new mother, trying to deal with the realities and pain that is all part and parcel of the journey. I plan to edit, compile and share them. This isContinue reading “Seven Weeks In as a New Mum.”