starting to realize these days what "mom guilt" is really all about. everytime i put shiloh to bed and see her sweet, angelic, peaceful face sleeping, i think of all the mean glares, yelling, angry/scary voice, or lecturing that i did that day to her and feel guilty and so sorry. i should've been more patient, i should've let her eat that popsicle in peace, i shouldn't have rushed her to get out of the bath, i should have just let her enjoy 5 more minutes playing with her toys. sigh.
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