My 3 yo ds has been itching and whilst I did cursory checks for infestation I never got a comb. Then last night, I had another look and... oh my goad... in a taxi staight down to tescos, spending money I can ill afford on the taxi but no choice really as it was 6.30pm and there was no way I could send him to bed like that! I finally put him in bed at 9ish and then set about my own hair. It was pretty long and not in very good condition so I had to lop a lot of it off to get the comb through. Handily enough there's a posh hairdressers who had a training session this morning, so they rescued what I had left
I must admit to feeling like a terrible mother. I know that nits are part of growing up nowadays but
I'm almost afraid to ask, but am I terrible? I know we are the 1st in our circle to get them and now I'll be fastidious about checking every week, but I do feel like I've let him down.