I had a dream last night that I was about to die and my life flashed before my eyes and I was filled with guilt about not spending enough time with my DS, 1.5.
I woke up wanting to cry.
I work mainly full time and run my business. We spend evenings together cuddled up, I work from home two days a week and I spend all weekend with him taking him out places. My partner helps me with my business so doesn’t have an outside job, but I am the one who pays the bills etc.
I just feel guilty, and I know mum guilt is normal, but I guess I just need to be told I’m not the worst mum in the world.
Sorry for the misery.