Unbelievably, my maternity leave is almost over. On Friday I go back to school for a shiny new academic year, and Craig’s turn at baby wrangling begins. It feels moments since I sat on my bed in January, writing an annoyed blog post about watching Mandy Moore have triplets in ‘This is Us’, but all of a sudden M is seven months old and I’ve been off for ages. In the spirit of reflection, I have decided to jot down the best and worst bits of my leave, before it’s over. So here it is: Maternity Leave, The Review. Best Bits · Every morning in the week, C makes a bottle of milk and a cup of tea and leaves them next to me, before depositing M in our bed still all warm and snuggly in her PJs. She has the bottle, I have the tea, and then we lie around until I remember she is wearing her overnight nappy and therefore there’s wee in the bed. From next week, I will be the bringer of sustenance but also the shutter of the front door at 7.15am, leaving my two faves to snuggle. It’
Liberté, Egalité, Maternité