I’ll never forget the morning Janet came over. I was a “hot mess”, dishes and washing everywhere. I couldn’t keep on top of the house even though I’d had very little sleep and no time to shower. Janet came in without raising and eyebrow, washed my dishes ( even the ones I had hidden). She popped on my baby carrier and said in her gorgeous Irish accent “Off you go, now is your chance for a shower”. I was literally crying at this point that someone was there to give me the time and space I needed yet I felt I couldn’t ask for it.