Regrets? I’ve had more than a few
I’ve been thinking about the idea of regret a lot lately. Because of my age, my peers who do not have children are in the “now or never” phase of their lives, so I am privy lately to a lot of the intense debate between child-free women and those...
Teen mum: fitting in, at last
It’s a wryly funny and notable thing that sometimes, within a phase of my life, I have become suddenly and almost poignantly aware that I am living through a time that will become one of my best memories. I don’t mean a day or a week, like a wedding...
Twenties, and living for motherhood
I moved through my 20s ferociously and at a speed which is at once blurry-fast and treacle-slow in my memory. With my husband by my side I finished university, got my degree, got a better job. My husband was promoted. We bought a little house we could barely afford...
Twenties, and real love
I still think of my early 20s as a genuinely happy time in my life. I had made the break from the toxic relationship that had defined the previous 4 years and without that controlling, panicky knowledge of constant disapproval haunting my days I finally had some friends, real...