"Get to bed", "I am really disappointed with you", "I am so cross right now" echo through my head now the familiar mothers guilt has now hit.
Yes they did something they should not have done and yes they could have behaved differently, but also so could I have. Tonight my beautiful babies decided to see what would happen if they put their nappies in the bath and then spread the tiny absorbent balls all over the bathroom. Where was I? I was clearing up the mess left from earlier antics and gone a matter of moments.
My bathroom looked like it had been sprinkled with icing sugar or freshly fallen snow. Plus that stuff is slippy..... really slippy.
Both children were removed, quickly dried, clothed and sent to bed early so I could firstly calm down and secondly clean up.
Their poor, tear damp faces looked up at me as they both chorused a snotty "Sorry".
That was when the guilt hit. A mothers guilt, the kind that makes you think that your children will be forever scarred. But of course that is not true, the pure fact that I felt the guilt means that I don't want to make and won't make shouting the common solution to every day issues.
So instead I hugged my children and told them I was sorry and explained that we all get angry sometimes. So yes I never want shouting to be my default but we all make mistakes and we all have 'off' days and our children understand this even better than we do.
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