There is this British culture of saying sorry. You accidentally brush your shoulder with someone at the traffic lights ... "Sorry!" ; in the queue at the tills and someone looks at you? ... "Sorry!" .... When I moved to England I took it as politeness until, years later, I realised that it has nothing…
Raise your hand and say your name you who did not hear of the word tantrum, of the expression "terrible twos" and you who never heard a parent saying: "I don't have patience for this!", "I need coffee. Lots of it!" or "My child is possessed!". How about "I am losing it. I can't cope…
I recently read an article related to pregnancy superstitions from around the world and I realised just how weird things get as soon as you announce you will have a baby. Things date from ancient times when medicine was primitive and an easy birth was just not very certain. Pregnancy was a simple waiting game. Folklore…
Two years?! Really? You for real? It feels like yesterday I was bouncing on a ball trying to make my baby come out. I still remember my damn sciatica, the nights when I was waking up to have an ice lolly and of course, my endless conversations with my bump. I was asking Ruby to…
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