The Secret Regrets of Motherhood

It’s the one thing no woman will articulate- the idea that if you could do it all over again, you probably wouldn’t

As long-time readers of this Substack will know, I am not a mother. It was a decision made over many years, rather than one decisively reached. A suspected fault line in my biology got the ball rolling, but it was the honesty of other mothers that ultimately lobbed the ball in the net. Sadness, fear, sacrifice, so many half-joking ‘whatever you do, don’…