This week I sent in my final edits on Leave: A Postpartum Account. It was also the week of my kid’s fifth birthday. Five years since the night described in the opening chapters. Five years since I desperately googled third degree tear what to do, third degree tear why
Neeeeed to talk to you All Fours. Let's get drinks to celebrate (and emotionally prepare for) being 2025 debut memoirists after I'm also done with final edits.
Neeeeed to talk to you All Fours. Let's get drinks to celebrate (and emotionally prepare for) being 2025 debut memoirists after I'm also done with final edits.
I would LOVE that. 🙌