This is a warning to all new mothers: your memories fade. One of the biggest mom guilts I have is that the first four years of motherhood were so hard and such an emotional rollercoaster that I don’t remember everything I wish I could.
That’s not exactly true. I remember the hard stuff. The tough days. The mistakes. The fights. The tears. The sleepless nights. The guilt.
The happier memories are less clear. They are more of a feeling than an actual memory. That makes me feel guilty all over again. #momguilt
Sometimes memories flash up on my Facebook of my beautiful girls, looking happy, having fun. Sometimes I’m in the picture with them, mostly not. I often struggle to remember that precise day or moment, and I wonder to myself, “Does that make me a bad mom?” Continue reading “Warning: Memories Fade”