“Welcome to the world, beautiful baby boy”, reads the card. What it omits to say is “welcome to the world, a world full of unsolicited advice, beautiful baby boy”. Much like the urban myth that stress induces labour, this too holds true. The undeniable fact that having a baby opens the flood gates for one and Read More →

Didn’t I say I was going to run out of time? It was as though the universe was trying to tell me something, but here I was, thinking I had weeks up my sleeve, to relax in my roundness as much as I could and watch endless hours of guilt-free day time TV (because not Read More →