If there was one job I thought I was born to do…mumming was that job. From about halfway through my labour I’d already decided I was wrong.
But, I’d always wanted to be part mum, part writer. So here I am, writing about mumming when I should be mumming. And probably mumming when I should be writing…because that’s how things tend to happen around here.
I hope that one day people will go out of their way to read my musings. Not like, drive to a bookshop and buy my book…I’m not that much of a dreamer. But maybe, you know, click off Facebook for 5 minutes to visit my blog. That’d be amazing.