You’re all going to think I’m barmy! I’m a very happily married wife of 38 years, I’m 59, I have one beautiful daughter and three wonderful gc. When my daughter was born, I lived abroad - forces post - so didn’t have any family support. Things went along, just ok. When dd was seven months old I developed PND. I still cry and feel guilty about this. I never hurt my baby but I had darks thoughts. She’s grown into an amazing mum herself and is truly my best friend. Still I’m willing to die on this hill of guilt. Am I being indulgent or does anyone understand? Thank you.
A super-quick, easy dinner for Gdcs when you’ve all been out all day and they’re ‘starving’….
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