How I thought my school holidays would look..
Adventures with my babies
Sunsets, collecting shell and rock treasures
I knew it would be chaos but I thought it would be sprinkled with memories. Especially with their brother here.
But something wasn’t right. My daughter was mean and spiteful. Unkind to me and her brother for days at a time.
Now I find myself deep in this piece on the first day back at school wishing it was a memory we got to share. Wishing I had a jar of treasures they brought home. Wondering if she’s becoming a teen or something more.
Wondering if it’s me..
If it is me, is it because I’m mama or who I am as a person?
Is it phase?
Did I miss something?
Have I failed her?
And I wish she was home more than anything