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Nobody prepared me for the fact that motherhood is like permanent jet lag, only without the beautiful destination waiting on the other side of the world. Instead, every morning (and several times in the middle of the night), I land in a parallel universe of nappies, the smell of milk and dummies. Time Loses All Meaning. There's Only "Before the Last Feed" and "After the Next Nappy Change". My body no longer knows whether it should sleep, eat or simply exist for a moment. Beca