It’s funny where life can lead you. Tell me twenty years ago that I would one day be a parenting writer, and I would probably spit my Italian coffee all over you in disbelief. Italian, because that’s where I was living at the time. Living a life that I’d daydreamed about for such a long time.
Seeing the world without a care in the world.
I was a career nanny back then, and even studied a degree in Psychology while I worked and traveled (ah to have that motivation now!). Although I adored working with children for all those years, and genuinely preferred their company in a workplace setting over an adult’s (that’s the introvert in me), I didn’t feel the need to have kids of my own. That maternal need was completely satisfied within my job, and unlike a parent, I was able to relish in having weekends to myself, and the freedom to travel wherever and whenever.
But, that feeling eventually changed. I was almost 40 when I changed my mind about having a family, and wow, I couldn’t be more thrilled with that decision. Soon after I became pregnant with my first baby, I decided to make my unrealised childhood dream of becoming a writer a beautiful reality.
So, here I am. A writer drawing on twenty years of experience, credentials, dedication, and enthusiasm in all topics related to child development, from the wonderful perspective that only motherhood can offer.
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