No, I am not pregnant (that factory closed 8.75 years ago). My third child’s name is Truffle. And he’s technically not a child but a canine. But like Chloe and Sophie, he demands much of my time, attention and affection.
If you had asked me a couple of years ago whether I’d ever write about a dog in a loving and maternal way, I would have laughed you out of my house. But look who’s eating crow now.
