My mum, my childhood, and a conversation I’ll keep forever
Last weekend was Mother’s Day, and this year I found I got a bit reflective. As I go further in my own parenting journey, and what highlights and challenges it brings, it’s made me think about my own upbringing.
I’ve found that becoming a mother has made me understand my mother a lot more. Why she made the decisions she did, or what coping mechanisms she used. How she could have possibly felt after a day at work, only to come home to three children.
How desperately she needed a break, and never got it.
The pressure of parenting
Parenting is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I’m so conscious of how every word I say, and the actions I take, how that will be interpreted by my son.…
