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I have come to the realisation, and I was wondering if anyone else felt this way… (There goes those ellipses) That when my kids play together upstairs, happily and reasonably quietly – which does happen occasionally now they’re 7 & 9. That I still don’t relax.
Gone were the days that when it goes silent you leap from your chair in sheer terror of what that quiet could mean…
Are they:
A) Drawing on the walls
B) Injured therefore I am the worse parent in the world
C) Playing with their bits, or each others : – /
D) Up to some mischief
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that is beyond the comprehension of even this over imaginative Mum.
These days it can be fairly reliably believed that they’re genuinely just playing, a board game, reading to each other – making up games and how do I feel? Happy? Amazed? Relieved? … No… nup… I feel guilty, I sit here and I feel really bloody GUILTY.
Why? Because I am programmed, by whom I am not entirely sure, myself? Society? Probably a combination of them both to believe that if I am not with my kids, if I am not playing with them/making things/creating/crafting that I
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am in someway doing them a disservice. That they are missing out on my awesome motherness and me on their awesome kiddiness (the latter is probably true). I feel guilty because I feel like they need to need me, otherwise I am not doing my job properly… but finally don’t we want them to be contently independent beings?
I feel guilty, even though they’re having a really fun time, they’re giggling to each other (hmmm – maybe I should check that the above C) is not the game of choice). I feel guilty even though they’re perfectly content and when
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they come downstairs I have already pulled out a couple of games just in case they ’need’ me for some fun.
It’s curious this continuous state of guiltiness we mother’s live in… Does anyone else feel like me when your kids play together?
Well this was my first post, hit me back if you’ve felt that creeping feeling when all is well in the house but you feel like you should be upping your mother game?
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Mandy Manners - 9 Mar 16
I have come to the realisation, and I was wondering if anyone else felt this way… (There goes those ellipses) That when my kids play together upstairs, happily and reasonably quietly – which does happen occasionally now they’re 7 & 9. That I still don’t relax.
Gone were the days that when it goes silent you leap from your chair in sheer terror of what that quiet could mean…
Are they:
A) Drawing on the walls
B) Injured therefore I am the worse parent in the world
C) Playing with their bits, or each others : – /
D) Up to some mischief that is beyond the comprehension of even this over imaginative Mum.
These days it can be fairly reliably believed that they’re genuinely just playing, a board game, reading to each other – making up games and how do I feel? Happy? Amazed? Relieved? … No… nup… I feel guilty, I sit here and I feel really bloody GUILTY.
Why? Because I am programmed, by whom I am not entirely sure, myself? Society? Probably a combination of them both to believe that if I am not with my kids, if I am not playing with them/making things/creating/crafting that I am in someway doing them a disservice. That they are missing out on my awesome motherness and me on their awesome kiddiness (the latter is probably true). I feel guilty because I feel like they need to need me, otherwise I am not doing my job properly… but finally don’t we want them to be contently independent beings?
I feel guilty, even though they’re having a really fun time, they’re giggling to each other (hmmm – maybe I should check that the above C) is not the game of choice). I feel guilty even though they’re perfectly content and when they come downstairs I have already pulled out a couple of games just in case they ‘need’ me for some fun.
It’s curious this continuous state of guiltiness we mother’s live in… Does anyone else feel like me when your kids play together?
Well this was my first post, hit me back if you’ve felt that creeping feeling when all is well in the house but you feel like you should be upping your mother game?
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