Parenthood. The highs and the lows. A poem.
What’s the guts and the glory of your motherhood story?
I want to hear it. Especially the guts bit. Honest.
I recently wrote a poem about the sad demise of my bra-filling attributes.
They say if you don’t laugh you’ll cry, so in that spirit I asked for your own rhymes celebrating your post-motherhood body.
Here is a selection – and they don’t disappoint!
Come and join us, cheaper than therapy or a tummy tuck!