I have to begin this post by saying that I have been blessed with very good teeth. Now, at the age of 38 and after two pregnancies, I have only one tiny filling behind my two front teeth. Thanks to my mum and dad’s foresight when I was a teenager, I have a very orthodontically-engineered
When I was in my twenties and early thirties I considered myself a young woman with amazingly good health. I’d have my ‘skinny’ months, and my ‘slightly chubbier than preferred’ months, my radiantly sun-kissed and relaxed summer months, and my pasty sleep-deprived and overworked term times. I would get into a fitness buzz and attend