I took out the magic wand last night.
Waving and whipping it on the boy ,who put his hands in his mouth.
Cringing at the crack of the sound, but my heart felt no emotions like I am supposed to do it.
Only when he cried with an ouch.
Felt the lash was on me instead.
Waving and whipping it on the boy ,who put his hands in his mouth.
Cringing at the crack of the sound, but my heart felt no emotions like I am supposed to do it.
Only when he cried with an ouch.
Felt the lash was on me instead.
My first whip.
A guilty mum