So I made pancakes last night for my college friends…
I came home and 4 attempts of making pancakes were a failure…. I was a failure… My kids weren’t going to have nice pancakes on pancake day.. I was a bad mum, I was letting them down….
My dad used to make the most amazing thick pancakes one would fill you up and it was always a brilliant family evening…. Why couldnt I do the same…. 😥
So after a cry a rant and taking a moment to put things in perspective…. I got back in that kitchen and made amazing pancakes…. Once again I was doing OK…. Its the little things 💙💔
Life after losing a child 