No More Boring Days! #

Why Dad brain is real, no more food waste, and a Summer Hill social!

After my first daughter was born, I remember confessing at a mother’s group that I had a reoccurring nightmare about going down to the beach, my daughter rolling from my arms and into the sea, and me being unable to stop it.

It was just one of the wacky brain side-effects that seemed to be determined to make itself known after I gave birth. Its bedfello…