It had only been a few weeks since our daughter was born. Between feeling exhausted, sleep deprived and always hungry, I also felt like there were two strangers in my bed. First, the baby herself. And second, the husband. I am sure he must have felt the same too. Because for many weeks to come we were going to be less of each other's friends and more of a parent to our child.
Advertising professional and mother
After working for a decade as a writer in advertising in three different countries, I am now going back to the start. <br> <br> I am a mother of a two-year-old and am now discovering myself all over again. <br> <br> When I don't have my hands thrown up in the air, dancing to her tunes, I write and doodle about my adventures with little I at <a href="http://www.giddymum.wordpress.com" rel="nofollow">www.giddymum.wordpress.com</a>. <br> <br> If you'd like to get in touch with me, my email id is <a rel="nofollow">email@example.com</a>.
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