I am a supermum
I am supermum, I wear my pants on the outside of my trousers.
She might not be here with me, but I know that her memories live on with me and my children. What I wouldn’t give for another day with my mum, one last good bye, one last hug. I would never let her go.
The news and Internet is filled with this is the best way to parent and this is the best way to be a mum and in my experience often it is other woman, other mothers who are hardest and most judgemental of all. Why is this? I have come to the conclusion (and I am