A Moment of Weakness

I'm not sure why I felt compelled to confess this, but there was a moment last week when I broke one of my own rules as Mommy. You see, my dynamic with my little is based on trust and responsibility. One rule I have always held dear is that chores are to be done promptly and diligently, no excuses. But...last Tuesday, after what felt like an endless day at work, I just couldn't face the task of folding laundry. It wasn’t even a mountain of clothes; it was just one basket with clean towels and sheets. Instead, I hid behind my laptop for another hour or two, convincing myself I'd catch up later. Of course, 'later' never came. The next morning, I had to admit to my little what I’d done, and there’s an odd sense of shame that lingers even now. It wasn’t something big, but it felt like a betrayal of our agreement. Maybe this is about recognizing when we let ourselves down as adults.