As a parent… by Jody Day

Sometimes, I still wonder what I would have been like had I become a mother. I was so desperate for that fixed identity, so hungry to prove that I’d be a good mother myself after some very poor role-modelling, that I have a hunch that I would have thrown myself at it with unthinking gusto: put my children’s photo as my profile pic on Facebook; referred to myself as “little so-and-so’s mum”; over-shared on social media and at social gatherings; sent in reams of cheeky photographs as hopeful modelling submissions to the Mini Boden catalogue.  One of those mothers. 

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