About 30 minutes after I posted I received an email telling me I should be ashamed. It seems that after losing a child I should never wish any harm to my others. I should know how special they are.
Now as you can see from the picture I didn’t wish any harm to my kids and maybe they may have enjoyed the circus.
But really !!!
I love my children with all my heart but I’m being totally honest when I say at times they completely drive me mad.
As for saying I should know better, what the f*ck.
Livvy didn’t die because I threatened to send her off to the circus. She died because of a shitty neurological disorder named Rett Syndrome.
As for my other three girls I am parenting them the way I feel best. At times like most moms I feel like I’ve messed up. I shout, scream and often lose my patience.
Losing Livvy didn’t turn me into the perfect parent.
In fact what it did teach me was that I had to treat my girls like normal. I couldn’t wrap them In cotton wool and be scared of anything happening to them. It wasn’t easy the loss of a child does make you over protective and frightened of everything. But raising them in a bubble wouldn’t be fair to them.
They have a life to live to the full. The whole world to explore, people to meet, memories to make.
And right now if that means a trip with the circus, so be it. 😜