Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Hard Days Night

Ever been on a bus with a screaming baby? Or in the house as the baby is your own? What happened to my happy baby? She screams all day and most of the night. Ever been so close to just snapping? Don't worry ive been there I was today. Bad mum? No! Just a normal mum. Surely anyone would crack under all this? Yes? No? I don't know... 

Today and yesterday have been my worst days. Ive said that before and will probably say it again. Is it my baby's fault no it isn't, she's a baby after all. She's cutting her first tooth, I remember wisdom teeth it must be painful. Cry yes I don't mind, scream and scream and scream until your red in the face and along yourself sick. I walked away from that. I couldn't deal with that. I left my baby to cry, because I got emotional. I cried as I listened to her but my body wouldn't move I needed 5 minutes. I needed peace. My head was banging my ears ringing and I felt awful.  This parenting lark isn't all it's cracked up to be. My baby was hurting I was hurting. I couldn't do anything! Despite calpol, nurofen snd anbesol she was still hurting.

So yeah I'm that woman on the bus with the screaming baby or her boob hanging out to comfort her baby. Whichever choice I choose you'll judge me for it. I leave her to cry you'll moan and if I get my boob out I'll be playing into her hands and showing myself up. I don't want to be either, I'll tell you what I want?

I want to be a good mother who comforts her child when she needs items id that means letting her feed from me then that's what I'll do.

I want to take her pain away so if I leave her crying in your presence while I'm searching for calpol help me and comfort her.

Don't judge because we're young. 
Don't judge because I have aentsl health issue.
I'm a good parent.
A great parent
I don't need your opinion