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‘My hair remains unwashed, stranded forever in a lopsided mum bun’


by Hannah-Louise Dunne
23rd Apr 2022

Kelly Sikkema, Unsplash

It’s sleepless in suburbia for Hannah Louise and her husband as they try to adapt to their newborn. Why did no one tell them it would be like this? That there would be no sleep, no laundry done and no magic feeling. Instead it’s apartment pacing, unwashed hair, a lopsided mum bun and reflux. Okay, and maybe a little bit of magic.

In the year my son is born, we measure our days in increments of three hours. Days become night, and the hours roll one into another, as we enter a stark new world where time loses all sense of meaning. It is an abrupt transition and begins almost at once in the blurry hours after birth when I find myself marooned in a hospital bed with a catheter in place and a tiny newborn beside...

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