Mad Cow, Bluebird

I’m heading off, interstate, again tomorrow. Kidless, husbandless, and hopefully not coffeeless. That wouldn’t be pretty for anyone.

I blame my body before baby.

It’s pretty special, actually. I’ve been asked to be a spokesperson, an ambassador, if you will, for postnatal depression. Something I wanted to do when I grew up. Or, at least, since I got through my experience with PND, alive and well and with just a little bit of crazy about me.

Tomorrow I’ll be heading up for the launch of The Bluebird Community, conceived by Jenny Duggard of Body Beyond Baby.

(You can check out – and please like – the Bluebird Community page on Facebook here)

My body before baby was utilised, solely, for the purpose of prancing around in fluorescent lycra to dance

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