One of my all time favourite films is Trainspotting, and I was thinking about that famous quote (y’know, the “choose life” one) a lot today. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not comparing my life to that of a heroin addict
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I need a f***ing break. I know that I need a break when I am displaying none of the qualities desirable in a half-decent parent.
Because, people, we don’t have to be great mums all of the time in order to be great mums.
My heart was broken this weekend as the result of a tragic loss. My mood took a downward turn and I felt almost empty. I had a little cry, I had moments of anger, I desperately longed for the feeling to go away, for just one more moment with that which was gone. I hugged my kids to make me feel better, soaking up all of their love and allowing it to heal me.