How I dealt with my menopause belly fat and out-of-control rage
The day of the Menopause Retreat started like any other – not enough sleep, a last-minute rush and a row with my partner over the mortgage. Lately, arguing has become our default mode of communication, but to be fair, he’s a brilliant dad, a fantastic cook and a total “doesband” (he runs his own business, juggles the school run and constantly tidies up). Maybe the problem could be… me.
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