This week I had one of those horrible parenting fails – you know, the ones where you do something you completely regret with your kiddos? Something you do or say (or in this case yelled as loud as possible) when all buttons have been pushed and the adrenaline is rushing at lightning speed. I am still processing it days later because I feel so terrible I let myself get to that point. Hindsight is 20/20 – but really, couldn’t I have seen it coming? When I felt the spike in blood pressure, why didn’t I go to another room and shut the door in order to take some deep breaths and regroup?
The only consolation in this situation is the words of wisdom and support from my girlfriends I texted after it happened. Continue reading “Mom Guilt”