Sitting in Starbucks today I was privy to a conversation (aka?eavesdropping) between some mothers of young babies.
One was saying how little time she had for herself now and found herself having to shower at 11 in the evening because it was the only chance she had.
I could have chipped in telling her to try having twin babies plus a two year old but I wisely decided to keep my mouth shut. It got me thinking though because I’ve found myself complaining a lot recently.
