Like any woman who has a demanding job, parents young kids, keeps a household (semi) functioning, helps pay off a mortgage, frets about the future of the planet and wastes too much time on Instagram – I often complain that I’m too busy; generally overstretched and under-resourced for daily living. I’m sure you know what I mean. The hectic pace of modern life is enough to have us all wanting to breathe into a bag.
But I’m also exceedingly grateful that I was born into this era. I think of all the opportunities that my grandmother never had but which I’ve been blessed with: the chance to travel the world, fulfil career ambitions, and share the domestic load with my husband – without automatically being relegated to the cooking and…
