Do you know that poem about how you don’t own your children? When I read it for the first time, pregnant with Lil’ L, a little more than five years ago, I found it hard to comprehend. How would I not feel ownership of someone whom I made, who for the longest time (so far) […]
I am thirty-six today. I am the happiest I have ever been – truly ‘bien dans ma peau’.
We fled the building site and ventured to Switzerland for some chocolate egg fuelled Easter and Birthday celebrations. Happy Birthday, my darling Little L. Being three is wonderful.