Every Birthday and Mother’s day I would trawl through Clintons card selection and be faced with this question over and over again. Inside these cards would read a gushy poem about mothers wiping away your tears, tucking you in at night and supporting your dreams. They’re the types of cards that my Mum would pick …
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To all the Childless Mums
We don’t know each other, but I expect I know more about the inner workings of your mind than your closest family and friends. I know about the times you have quietly cried yourself to sleep, when you’ve sobbed in the supermarket buying sanitary products because your period’s arrived again or the time you feigned …
