WHEN PATERNITY-MATERNITY BECOME A COMBAT ZONE

First of all, I would like to introduce myself. 

I am a single mother who, following an act of self-love, decided that, the limit, if it can be reached. 

Not all the love, not all the money, as the saying goes.

 Even a mother's love has its limits. 

And that's why this book was born. 

Like releasing feelings and experiences that have enriched my life, like others in which... sincerely...

Almost, almost, I make it to the end. 

Let's throw in the towel. 

I hope that all of you who, as parents feel identified with a situation, find relief, we are not the only ones, it has happened to all of us.

To a greater or lesser extent. 

Well, welcome to the combat zone.

Sometimes it's hard to be a mother. 

This has led me to think that it is good to make a book that talks about it. 

That is, not just the process of giving your breath, your cells to create life, the process of growth, and all the risk that comes with having a new being inside you. 

No. 

A mother's job... I can say that yes, it never ends, but you have to set limits for healthy coexistence.

 after educating them and taking care of them, instilling in them the values that you wanted them to have...

At the end of the day, they are the ones who decide whether to keep or value them or whether to cast them into oblivion.

Now that they are approaching the age of majority...

They let me see what they'll be like as adults. 

I think they will throw many of my teachings into oblivion... sometimes I've been hurt, as if giving me 5 MINUTES of their time is a big effort and I feel like garbage. 

I wonder if everything that happened in my life was really worth it to raise them. 

I know I'm not the best mom by far, but I can say one thing. 

I tried, I tried hard, I never gave up. 

Yes, I cried sometimes, but never for a long time because my children were my priority. 

I mean, how could I waste my time crying if there was so much to do? 

Sometimes I stop doing too many things to be there, present.

Totally. 

I lasted for years, like 10 years sleeping 2 hours a day...

As my doctor said, a perfect candidate for a stroke, she told me.

 That's what a single mother doesn't say. 

I don't regret it, it's just that, sometimes, I wonder if maybe and just maybe I'm wrong about something.

No one teaches you how to be a mother or father than life itself. 

It's not all honey on flakes. 

When I publish it, according to my views, I will announce it to you. 

I also invite you to share your experiences, your name will be attached to the chapter in question. 

parent, it's a matter of care.