Mom guilt

[Indierose22]

I'm writing this after spending most of today feeling rubbish and guilty. After coming on here to look for ideas to entertain a 3 year old I found alot of the same thing alot of moms seem to spend all day doing activities with their toddlers and things with their toddlers.

I'm not saying I neglect my child and not do anything I do alot but also let him have time to play alot by himself which he enjoys. He also likes to play on his tablet on educational games and watching educational videos.

After reading on here I was left feeling like I'm letting my son down by not doing what other moms do and felt let down by myself however as the day has gone on I've realised something. I may not do as much as some but I love my son we have laughter and tickles and wrestling on the bed ending with him in fits of laughter we have cuddles before bed and talk about our day and read a book. I tell him I love him at least 40 times a day. I take him out on the bus or train once a week and go out as a family at weekends. I refuse to feel guilty now as all that matters is my son knows I'm here for him and love him so what I'm trying to say is if you read threads on here don't feel you have to compete parenting is hard and as long as our kids know we love them and are here and provided for that's all that matters don't feel like I did this morning.

Sorry to ramble.

I'm not convinced many people do activities all day everyday with toddlers. I mean unless you have hired help you'd literally get nothing done around the house.

Everybody feels like this. It comes with the territory of wanting the very best for your child, and knowing that you are not a perfect human.

Be kinder to yourself. It sounds like your son has a happy, loving home - that is all he needs. Nobody remembers being taken to Centreparks, or to see the Elgin Marbles, or to the soft play three times a week (unless something remarkable happens there, like they break a wrist or see a woman with green hair). But your son will remember on a very deep level how he felt in his early years.

My earliest and happiest memory is of playing with my dolls on my own in my room, with my Mum drying her hair in the next room. I was home, I had Mum, I was content.