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Yesterday was a tough day for me. It was as to the point I had a nervous break down. My daughters watched it all unfold.
I felt like a failure, a bad Mother for breaking in front of my children etc.
I felt like a failure, a bad Mother for breaking in front of my children etc.
My 3 yr old ran to her room, and brought me her princess crown and handed it to me. It took a sec to realize what she was trying to convey.
Then it clicked. Whenever I discipline them or if they’re feeling down I remind them that they’re a Queen and to fix their crown.
Then it clicked. Whenever I discipline them or if they’re feeling down I remind them that they’re a Queen and to fix their crown.
So when I realize that tears started to form, but what happened next is what broke me down. My 5 year was like you’re doing amazing mom. You’re not a bad mom. As I kneeled down to hug them both, my 3 year old took her princess crown and put it on my head and lifted my chin.
I LOST IT
