September
This morning I was awoken at 2.30, 4.08, 5.32 and 6.41. As my alarm went off, I lay there with my eyes closed taking deep, cleansing breaths and forgiving my mother. Then I swung my legs out of bed, noticed that my toenail polish was chipped, dug through the pile of clean washing to find an outfit and said to myself, ‘Isabella, you can do this. Mummy won’t be living with you forever and Milo is just teething… Read More »