Sometimes I just get so fed up of expectations.
What others think I should be doing.
Only yesterday I was moaning about needed a break from life.
From the arguing of my teenagers. The constant roundabout of general day to day issues.
I just wanted a night out with my girlfriends.
When a email I received about being ungrateful really struck at my heart.
Also it told me I should know better really hurt.
Yes I am a bereaved mom and yes I cherish my children
But I am only human.
Losing Livvy didn’t turn me into a saint.
I still get frustrated at my teens.
Still get cross when they act all entitled.
Also none of these feelings ever stop me loving them any less.
It’s ok to need a break now and again.
It’s ok to have a need to be called Sara rather than mom.
It isn’t failing at motherhood.
It isn’t taking my children for granted
It’s being normal.