Some days
Everyone knows that being a parent is hard. Being a mama is hard (I'm not discriminating against Dads, I've just never been one). Being a stay at home Mama is hard. Being a Mama to a three year old boy on the spectrum is hard. Things have been difficult and frustrating as of late. Last week, Leo and I were on our own while Mom was out of town. Leo and I are a lot alike which means that sometimes we tend to butt heads. We are both stubborn beyond belief and neither of us likes to be wrong. I am also struggling with some personal issues and haven't been at my best. Mama guilt is a killer. You spend every day wanting to be the best parent you can to your child but some days, you're just not there. Some days, your own issues rise up and take over and then the Mama guilt comes in full force. In the middle of a power struggle between Leo and I last week, I lost my shit and I yelled. I grew up with yelling and screaming and abuse and I hate that I let that part of me out. Anyo...