It’s a familiar scene for so many mums — the laptop open, the emails never-ending, and your child sitting nearby, quietly playing, just wanting you. That’s where Meg found herself one day — her daughter on the floor reading books, patiently waiting, while Meg tried to finish “just one more thing.” It was her day off, but it didn’t feel like one. The weight of responsibility sat heavy, the guilt of not being present pressed harder, and something inside her whispered, “This can’t be it.” That w...
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