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Mum guilt is so universal it inspired the name of my company

Kate Halfpenny Regular columnist September 26, 2025 — 11.30am Advertisement

My body felt weird that 1992 day. I’d had to get out of a taxi the night before, repelled by the smell of every passenger before me. My nipples felt like they were being sliced with razor blades when my bra touched them. I wanted to sleep and wear overalls.

Surely, surely, I was pregnant. A home test. One line. Devastation. And confusion. Why, then, was I suddenly craving McDonald’s chicken burgers when I’d never eaten one before? Why was I peeing every 10 minutes?

Being pregnant is stressful enough without incorrect claims. Credit: iStock

My doctor took blood. Rang by the end of the d

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