Speaking to a pregnant friend, I described motherhood as one long guilt trip. And man oh man have I felt guilty in this last week.
I’ve been hit by an awful flu bug and haven’t left the house for a week. Of course that also means my daughter hasn’t been out either which just makes me feel terrible. I feel the worst when I couldn’t even play shops on the sofa. And the disappointment in her face when she bought her dolls up to my bed and all I could do was stand them on the pillow. Dinners, have just been the easiest thing I found in the cupboard.
Then the snow, the first time we’ve had the white stuff in five years and I’m holed up in my bed, she is looking out the window really excited and I can’t muster the energy to even open the door. Being ill sucks big time.