This was my last picture with a big belly. On the night of Good Friday 2017 my water broke. Nothing really prepared us for what followed. And I mean less the birth than the first months with a little tiger monkey at home. My unfiltered and honest resume of a year with my wonderful baby: What I do not miss: To be pregnant. It is much more romantic in theory than in practice. Breastfeeding (I thought it was great and important but I did not notice until after weaning how relieving it is after 10 months of pregnancy and 8 months of breastfeeding to only feed yourself) What I miss: The…