I feel guilty sometimes for doing this. Especially for my 6 year old son, who has ADHD. I can't guarantee his happiness, and even for my 2nd son who doesn't have any diagnosis and is a happy chappy most of the time I still feel bad when I look at the awful state of the world and how cruel people are to each other. I worry that they'll get hurt, that one day I won't be here to pick up the pieces.
I know these two things are inevitabilities, and that part of growing up is to experience life's lessons which often involve pain, disappointment, rejection and sadness. I just find myself thinking sometimes, "what have I done?"
If I was given one wish, I would wish for my sons to be happy. Not rich, not successful at work. I think happiness is an altogether more elusive and complex goal than material gain. It agitates me that I can't secure it for them, beyond any doubt.
Is this is normal way for a mum to feel? Or am I just being silly?