The odd one out
I have that follow feeling in my tummy, the one I describe to the boys as butterflies, but truth be told it isn’t. It is a physical pain caused by dropping them off at the school door each morning. At least today Mini went in without the tears and upset of last week, at least Maxi always runs to be in, but I walk away with a heavy heart and a hollow emptiness that nothing can fill. I used to have a career when we lived down South, I was a successful Facilities Manager and my colleagues were shocked by the fact that I was pregnant. I was the most un-maternal more »