Miss 8 asked me today “Why are you so mean?”. A question which stopped me in my tracks and tore at my heart. Massively. I walked out of the room wanting to calm down and gather my thoughts before responding.
Just when I start to feel that I have put a lid on you, you rear your ugly head. I battle day in and day out to keep you suppressed, then like a switch you are back. Suddenly I start with that gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach that builds and builds. All of a sudden the world is against me, I’m useless and everyone would be better off without me. And all this can happen in a blink of an eye.
I am having one of those days. A Bad Mummy day. The babies aren’t listening to a word I say, they just seem to leave destruction in their path hence my patience is running very very thin. Continue reading “Bad Mummy day”