Motherhood

Part One: Discovering Pudding (birth story)

Something wasn’t right. We had just returned from our annual weekend away in Melbourne: two glorious child-free nights spent drinking and dining around the city. Yet instead of feeling relaxed and refreshed, I was depressed. I spent the entire night sobbing on the lounge room floor for no apparent reason. Everything felt overwhelmingly dark and… Continue reading Part One: Discovering Pudding (birth story)

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