My (almost) 12 year old mini-me.

From her hormonal side glances to her witty retorts, she is her mother through and through and I couldn’t be more proud.

This time, 12 years ago, I was impatiently awaiting the arrival of my eldest daughter with all of the trepidations and anxieties of a first time mum. At the tender age of 21, I thought I was ready to welcome Hayley into the world with open arms and an open heart but I was wholly unprepared for the small human that would change everything about the world that I knew.

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Parenting, the dark side – Like versus Love.

Let’s be clear, love is not like

Being a mum is so difficult.

There is no manual; there is no textbook; there is no 30 days free return policy.

Then, there you are, suddenly mum (or dad) and baby. Get on with it.

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