Wagga Wagga to Worcestershire & back again
After 12 months of gestating, birthing, recovering and learning to mother, my maternity leave period is coming to an end. This time next week I’ll be sat back at my desk at work and striving to find that sometimes seemingly impossible balance between being a wife and mother, having a career and maintaining a sense of self…
I am now officially on maternity leave, or as my workplace likes to put it, in my ‘confinement period’. I’m both amused and appalled by the term, as it feels a little archaic in this day and age. To me it conjures images of a woman in a 19th century white cotton nightgown, sitting up in a four poster bed, gazing out of a window and watching the world go by. In actual fact my leave so far has been anything but that…
Wattle and Ash 