I like to consider myself a bit of an expert when it comes to motherhood and I don't want to boast but my CV in this job reads rather well. My career down this path began almost six years ago at the tender age of 27 when I discovered some rather angry black hairs in places angry black hairs should not be on a woman in her twenties. The unsympathetic GP diagnosed polycystic ovaries ( just like … [Read more...]