Filed under Guilt

The Elephant

I lost my shit today, sadly with those that care the most about me, my family. I lost my shit over something that wasn’t their fault, but something that has been bubbling up inside of me for a while. Blake has eczema, the same as Dexter had, but sadly it’s on her face so very … Continue reading

Saying Sorry

The very lovely Urban Boheme shared an extract from Dr. Sears on her FB yesterday that really got me thinking. It was: There is no need to say apologetically “he’s shy”, especially in front of your child. There is nothing wrong, and a lot right, with being shy. Many people don’t understand shyness and equate … Continue reading

Pangs

Guilt is a funny old thing. I seem to be constantly wracked with guilt. Not the stomach churning guilt that I experienced as a kid when I got caught nicking some Fruit Pastilles (sorry Mum); but small pangs of guilt, 5 days a week when I leave my baby boy and go off to work. … Continue reading