The snakes and ladders of working motherhood.
As the winter viruses roll on, the 2024 goals begin to slide.
In the furore of New Years 2024, as the world and its mother paraded their goals, intentions, aspirations and resolutions I was filled with a confidence and commitment to “hit the year running”. As a working parent I know better than this, and yet I was swept up in the illusion of control we are sold. The illusion that our fu…