[ad_1] Dad did well in school, and thanks to his tenacity and a decent serve of Boomer fortune, he graduated in medicine, married my mum, bought a house, took a year off to travel the world, and got into a surgical training program in Melbourne – all by the age of 26, and all without […]
[ad_1] It feels as if the championing of this capitalist, white-centric version of motherhood has coincided with a decrease in the value we place on the responsibility of parenthood as a whole. Loading As birth rates continue to dramatically fall across developed countries, we have to consider the knock-on effect our social obsession with productivity […]
[ad_1] If I wasn’t being called “dear”, it was “sweetie” or “pet”. “Darl” was a particular favourite of tradies. Was I supposed to be flattered when men, with a smile and a wink, addressed me as “young lady”? Loading In another small act of rebellion, I decided to let my hair grow long, almost down-to-my-waist […]
