Today I had to go to that place that I don’t like to be as a parent. Yes, I had to put my firm face on - I had to stay firm, I had to be firm. Today I was not his friend, I was his MOTHER.
And yes, today my son hated me and yes it made me sad, or mad - I’m still not sure. And in the moment, I doubted that I had done the right thing. In the moment I wished I didn’t have to be there. I wished my son had not ‘pushed’ me there. In the moment I had to work hard on controlling myself and my emotions.
But it’s OK – I feel good now, we are good now. ...
Today I had to be THE parent!
