Very Small Feet

Last two weeks were busy. As you know Egg started preschool and my mother came to visit.  And of course nothing is easy with us... she was meant to get here on Wednesday so I got the phone all at 4am Wednesday morning asking how far was Gatwick from Cardiff. Yes at 4am. And yes this sort of question.  Turns out her plane was delayed by 10hours...  And when she got here on Thursday she didn't ring to say what time she would arrive to Cardiff. Damn I was worried. Even called my step dad but reassured me saying it's probably her phone... and you know it was.  We had lots of fun! We went to street food festival, Egg wasn't a fan at 1st but did enjoy playing with all the fun tuktuks  It's a great place to take your family and friends and even grouchy kiddies. Even in the rain. It is still here for his weekend so if you haven't been go eat something fun and sit in a cool disused transport. We been to the pool twice, drunk beer, shopped pretty much till we dropped and ...

So we had a pretty standard morning.... But it all ended up with a quick trip to emergency.  Some one face planted into the shelf... And will now possibly have a small scar.... Thanks goodness he didn't need stitches and was a real trooper until the nurse was popping the glue and paper stitches on.  However that made me feel terrible. Am I a bad mother?  I really don't think I am. I m doing a good job, just need to be remind of it.  But babies learn explore and do fall, bump and faceplant.... It is all part of growing up!  But the guilt! The people would say that I m terrible mother... Why are we being judged?! ...  That' s all for today. I shall go now and keep feeling guilty!