A woman called george

Do you remember that park you used to take me to as a kid, the one with the red, boat-shaped climbing frame? It wasn’t too far from our home in Hull where we lived. You’d often sit on a bench chatting

I was born in 1975, so not quite one of Thatcher’s children, but almost. I grew up in a time when the narrative around women and work was changing: more women were going to university, entering the jo

I met a man at work this week who had his first child five weeks ago. He looked sleep-deprived, wide-eyed and a little ashen. I felt no nostalgia for those early days and had to stop myself from commi

Brittany had been a teen mum herself. So when her lookalike daughter said she needed to chat, she knew what was coming…

IVY loved being a mother. From the moment Toby was delivered into her arms, she’d felt a sense of rightness that this was what she’d been born to do. But she’d also had to learn to accept that being a

Whether it’s through death, distance, or estrangement, entering a new stage of life as a parent without the support of your own mother can leave you feeling untethered, and bring unexpected waves of grief. With one in three new mothers being motherless, we look at how to navigate this loss – and how grief can give rise to resilience, community, and pockets of joy