I’m a Parent

By Hayley Zemontas   I’ve got weetabix crusting my elbow,  stretch marks map my thighs. Toothpaste stains my shirt, crumbs of sleep still in my eyes. No time for a shower; my hair’s a knotted…

We Wonder…..

You wonder about your little one, snugly ensconced in your womb… tiny arms stretching out, fingers pressing into the enveloping tissue of your body,…