24/06/2026
So today I was on Wilf's preschool zoo trip and for the first time in a long time, it was just me and him.
I could have taken Freddie too & that's when the little voice started...
"Freddie would have loved this."
"You should have brought him."
"It's not fair."
Mum guilt trying to creep in yet again.
But instead of listening, I reminded myself of something important...
Wilf deserved that one-to-one time too.
And Freddie? I can take him another day.
I've spent years battling mum guilt.
From being torn between Wilf and Freddie during our neonatal journey, to becoming a single mum and questioning whether I was doing the right thing.
But now I've realised something... mum guilt is just a thought.
A stupid little thought that tries to convince you you're getting it wrong when actually you're doing your best.
Building a strong mindset doesn't mean those thoughts disappear.
It means recognising them, telling them to go do one, and enjoying the moment anyway.
Today wasn't about feeling guilty.
It was about making memories with my boy. π€
And if you're reading this while carrying your own guilt...
Please don't listen to it!! You're doing an incredible job. π«ΆπΌ
There will always be another solution.
Another opportunity.
Another day.
Your children don't need a perfect mum.
They just need you. π