Poor kid. I jumped to conclusions and assumed that my sweet Pete wasn't so sweet because of what happened last month. When she got home yesterday, I asked her about the rubber bands and she denied the other child's story but couldn't tell me what had actually happened so I thought she probably did bully the child out of her rubber bands but maybe said something else that she was ashamed to tell me because she knew it was wrong.
But then...
Around 7:00 last night...
The phone rang...
And it was the other mom and she was effusively apologetic. I had emailed her about what Pete had told me, including that she had given the rubber bands back when she was asked so the other mom talked to the other kid some more about it. Guess what. The other kid made it all up!
Poor Pete. She very graciously and with great maturity accepted everyone's apologies (mine, the other kid's, the other mom's).
Then she walked in her sleep, which I think I've mentioned before, she seems to do mainly when she's overly stressed. I felt terrible. Yep. Worst. Mom. Ever. Yesterday...
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All parents do it. The important thing is you apologized.
Get used to this. For real.
I promise that my parents never apologized to me for anything, EVER. I equally promise that I have to apologize to one or the other of my kids at least three times each year.
It's all good, though, seriously.
I need to apologize more to my kids. This whole mom gig is a tough one every day. Don't beat yourself up Bel. You're a great mom. Your heart is always with your kids. (You should have seen me last week home with the kids. They did push me really hard. Not sure if I showed much patience at all.)
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