Motherhood has brought many many changes. But one of the changes I was not expecting was how much it would require me to detach myself from my ‘original’ family in order to create my ‘own’ one.
It’s been a terribly sad process. My old family was very very close. And on the face of it sometimes we still are. But sometimes, sometimes it becomes painfully obvious that my old family is just not the same now I have children. Continue reading
I am currently reading the book ‘Cinderella Ate My Daughter’. I haven’t finished it yet but I’m already getting stressed….and BabyGirl is only 18 months old!
But here’s one way that I’m thinking I might deal with the relentless onslaught of skewed messages that seem to be heading BabyGirl’s (and BabyBoy’s) way.
‘It’s not real, honey.’
I have a fraught relationship with my in-laws at the best of times. I’ve attended parent coaching to try and improve things. I’m trying to forgive them for the mess they made around the birth of my children. I’ve let them come and visit four times in the past six weeks.
But now I’ve officially HAD ENOUGH. Continue reading