‘My husband is on the floor, eyes closed, moaning, ‘Syyydd. I can’t see.’ Is this a joke. He has a flu symptom that doesn’t even exist. Actually I can’t. I should leave. Where is this dude’s mom.’
Florida mom Meg George writes about how she discovered her daughter's life-threatening cashew allergy in the exact moment of her first reaction, which was severe and critical.
Please, stop saving your child. Saving them from making a mistake. Saving them from every tough situation with a friend or peer. Saving them from consequences.
"I was floored. Completely in tears. I took to my Twitter page. I only had a few followers, mainly fellow parents like me. I never in a million years expected the response to this simple tweet."
"While he was having his heart attack, literally in and out of consciousness, he kept begging me to figure out the sod and have it put down because he didn't want it to go to waste and die. It's ALL he kept asking about literally during a massive heart attack."
"I carry the mental load for this family, I complete the invisible and thankless tasks. For me it's not just that one task, it's one less thing on my list, one less thing on my mind."
"Even though I just finished my master's degree right before getting sick, I'm not sure if I will ever be able to work again, which devastates me. I have 4 sons who know I can't go on hikes with them anymore and that I have to abruptly end family outings because I feel too ill. My husband has to pick up the slack. It's not fair to any of them."
"I didn’t cry on the first day of school. Not really my style, I guess. My children were ready and so was I. But the last? There were tears. A lot of tears. And that is largely thanks to their teachers."
"I know I can’t speak for everyone, but this quarantine has been gasoline to some old habits. I find myself thinking about one more glass of wine, or maybe I could find some old pain pills in the cupboards."
I mean, I am in pain after all.
