Reader, I did it again… Not that, or even that, but another thing.
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Conversations with mum guilt
Oh mum guilt, and its many manifestations. It’s a funny old thing, isn’t it? The conversation often goes something like this:
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Lost and found, or the tale of Mickey Mouse and the mum guilt
Lost: one toy Mickey, also goes by the name of Minnie. Lives in London, last seen in Sheffield. Help! Does your child have a favourite toy? If so, make them hold it tight and never let it out of your sight. Sounds obvious, but it’s a lesson we’ve just learned.
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Riding on the eternal wave of mum guilt
Photos shamelessly borrowed from this post. Here’s a parenting confession, of sorts; until recently, I had never taken Eliza swimming. Cue gasps from the back. I’m not sure what it is about swimming, but once your baby is out of the aquatic confines of your amniotic fluid, there seems to be some unwritten rule that…