Generations of expectation: Do maternal instincts really exist?
I have sat in front of the pc trying to write this post for ages now. I have started, deleted, started, deleted and am starting again.
You see, it’s really personal.
My truth is I did fall in love with Pickles at the first touch of her skin on my body. It was love at first sight. Blood soaked and just seconds old we were bound by an eternal link only mother and child would ever understand. However in the following weeks exhaustion took over and that ‘instinctual motherly skillset’ that every woman is apparently born with, didn’t appear.
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