The Day I Told My Daughter I Have My Own Life
Today, while picking up my grandson’s toys for the third time, I heard my daughter Emily call from the kitchen, demanding I watch her son again. The frustration and sadness in my chest made me realize I had become more nanny than mother, and my own needs had been buried beneath family expectations. This is the story of how I finally found the courage to set boundaries, risking the relationship with my daughter to reclaim my sense of self.