Lois’s Space

I was watching my daughter sleep one night and I thought to myself, there could be nothing more sweeter or peacefull than a sleeping baby. Although it was quite an effort to get her to that state, but then a sudden feeling of guilt came over me. I thought about all the times I was impatient with her or how frustrated I became all too quickly or that I was a bad mother because I felt inadequate and that I wasn’t everything she needed me to be. I’m constantly worrying about whether she’s dressed warmly or that she’s dressed too warmly or if she’s content or if I’m being a good mother? I guess these are all universal fears especially for first timers like myself. While she’s alive and breathing I guess I’m doing the best I can or atleast know how.