People Say, What Is She Thinking? I'm

It's Horrible, Horrible, Horrible. It Took A Year And A Half Until I Found Out That I Had Post-natal Depression.

The More I Read About Feeding Times, Sleep Times And Waking-up Times, The More Inadequate And Miserable I Felt.

Usually I Trundle About In Trainers And Baggy Jeans, Looking About As Attractive As A Potato.

I Have Tried Therapy A Couple Of Times, But It Hasn't Worked.

When You Have Children, That's Your Main Focus.