Bryony’s Story

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Guilt.  Massive, crippling, womb-aching guilt.  It’s what being a Mum is all about.  That, and having to drag the Weetabix out of your hair and check you’ve remembered to put your knickers on before you tumble – invariably late – out of the door in the morning. Scrap that.  It’s the hallmark of a working Mum.  Note the absence of the word ‘parent’ here.  My husband somehow manages to rise gloriously late from a bed that I will then make, … Read More