In case you didn’t notice, I’m in love with breastfeeding, but…

…the thing is, I miss my periods. That time of the month before which my belly bloats in anticipation, each cell of my body feels tumescent and I’m desperate to deflate, and then when it comes, it sweeps through me – my body, my emotional id – like the crest of a colossal wave of…

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The festive season

Here’s the truth.  Tonight, I miss ya’ll.  I’ve been busy.  Not busy-important-busy, not busy-productive-busy, just busy doing busy.  Busy doing yet more unpaid women’s work, you might say.  And just busy thinking and wondering.  Here’s the busy-ness I’ve been busy with: 1.  Tidying up train tracks.  A lot of train tracks. 2.  Worrying that despite my…

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