So there I was walking out of what I thought was the dream job, my future plans ripped apart, feeling pretty low. It is easier said than done saying, when you fall over get back up, straighten your crown and move on. I did, but getting up took a good three years. What to do? I loved being at home with the kids, but I couldn't stop the urge to shape me, but this time I was really scared. If I wasn't good enough for the last one, why should I bother? Why are mum's forced to sta