We made our way up to the 12th floor of St Thomas’ hospital to meet him. He was 24 hours old. So tiny, so beautiful. My step-daughter was in bed, baby in her arms. Her husband, by her side. Big Ben and Parliament gleaming in the distance. “What do you want to be called?” they …
Where do you fall on the scale of priorities in your life? Do you put yourself first? Or last? Would you cancel your plans with friends if your boss asked you to work late? Do you invest in yourself? Or give your all to others? Do you know how harmful that is? OK, I admit …
Just a few weeks ago, one of my students was asking me how the heck is a gal supposed to stay inside her beautiful, beguiling, creative, endlessly renewing feminine nature, while living in a rip-roaringly masculine, gotta-get-it-done patriarchal world that encourages us to set goals and hit them out of the park, and all …
Darling, I have to be honest. Motherhood absolutely overwhelmed me. From the first moment I pushed my baby out, I was absolutely overwhelmed with love, with worry, with fear, with responsibility. I remember the first night after I gave birth to her in the hospital and everyone suggested that I leave her in the nursery …