I’m currently laying in the bath and contemplating the last day of my youth. When I was younger I always considered someone to be an adult when they reached 18, then I turned 18 and I wasn’t an adult at all. This pattern has carried on all of the way throughout my twenties until I finally realised that although I am never going to FEEL grown up, now that I am turning 30 and more importantly that I am now a mother I must definitely be one now, right? Seeing as I am about to be