When I was in my early 30s, myself and a friend opened our own nursery in New Zealand, looking after children from babies to pre-schoolers. It was a job I loved, and would still be doing today if chronic illness hadn’t stepped in, meaning I had to give up working altogether.
We were both experienced mums with older children of our own, so we were confident in everything from running play sessions to wiping bottoms. The children loved us, and we loved them – but that didn’t mean that discipline wasn’t sometimes necessary.