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‘I’m sorry I was a jerk. When the house is dark, I watch you breathe. I wonder if you know how much I love you.’: Mom feels guilt for being ‘imperfect,’ hopes kids know ‘I am yours, for the long haul’

“You saw me at my best today, and you saw me at my worst. We cuddled on the couch and your bed head was pressed into my chest. I smelled your hair and whispered I love you. I also lectured you about LISTENING and NOT INTERRUPTING, and was way grumpier than I needed to be. Later, I laid on your bed and apologized for being a jerk.”

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