I do . I mean maybe it comes form the fact that my name means perfection or whatever but I can't stand to make mistakes. They can be very small ones such as forgetting to put the milk away to very large ones that keep me awake at night. We will make them. Can't avoid it I suppose. Especially as a parent I think that we notice our mistakes more prominently than if they just involved us. I made so many mistakes but when I make mistakes that hurt the peopel I love, ..well...then that 's the kicker. A part of me wants to cower in a corner all day weeping over the way I should have handled things (and let me tell you I have tried it) . Another part wonders if my family would be left better off without me around to drive them crazy while I checked in on them, periodically. My husband so clearly states when I go through one of these moods that that is not the best course of action. We must face our mistakes head on. I know. I really do but a part of me still wants to run away no matter what the problem or the mistake.
Yet, here I am. ..typing ...typing....ranting and rambling a bit trying to figure it all out. I wish I could be an infalliable parent in so many ways, but then if I was I guess....I wouldn't be me.
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