The small pleasures of new motherhood

- the first sip of coffee in the morning (somehow it has never tasted this good)

- my baby’s toothless grin (finally starting to get something in return)

- feeling really comfortable with who I am (damn, my body is awesome!)

- the shift in my priorities (I used to get stressed over the most inconsequential things)

- finding out how bang-on my instincts were in my choice of baby daddy

- totally guilt-free novel-reading and tv-watching while breastfeeding (not to mention being waited upon)

- the sense of belonging to Florence that living and working here, even marrying one of its own, never quite gave me