Ryan Shelton

And just so everyone knows, we don't have those meetings.

Or a legend status.

No, it doesn't exist.

It doesn't exist.

Hugh's just absolutely stitched us up there.

Okay.

Who are you in your wildest dreams?

Describe the scene.

How do you feel?

Good question.

When I close my eyes after a long day, in my wildest dreams, I see myself smiling without effort, free from petty irritations and accumulated resentment towards those I love.

I'm more fun, more relaxed.

I laugh out loud from the belly, not only during holidays, weekends away with friends and romantic getaways, but also on weekdays after school pickup.

I don't shout and I'm not as stubborn.

In my wildest dreams, I know how to be a mum that doesn't doubt herself, how to parent without the inherited need to power over and then regret it every step of the way.

I imagine myself ditching the constant no that has made its way into my vocabulary and most of the answers I have for my children.

In my dreams, I embrace yes, despite the discomfort and difficulties it might bring.

I let go and let others take the lead.

I let outsourcing be the key and let pleasure lead.

In my wildest dreams, I'm more like the girl I used to be.