From the first second I held my son in my arms I knew I’d never love my job again. I had a “good” situation in America. I took off 12 weeks after my c section. And then I started paying someone (someone amazing) to raise my beautiful son. I have a chemistry degree and I […]
I’m an emotional eater. And by that I don’t mean “when I’m sad I eat”. I mean, when I’m sad, happy, excited, stressed, angry – any hightened emotion I want to eat.