{"id":471,"date":"2016-02-10T10:05:46","date_gmt":"2016-02-10T10:05:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/?p=471"},"modified":"2016-02-10T10:05:46","modified_gmt":"2016-02-10T10:05:46","slug":"i-broke-their-hearts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/archives\/471","title":{"rendered":"I Broke Their Hearts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On Sunday we brought home a new puppy into our family.<\/p>\n<p>Today, 3 days later, we are driving her to a new family.<\/p>\n<p>When we were looking for a puppy we rang some rescue centres who said they wouldn&#8217;t release puppies to families with young children because they get returned too often. How odd, I thought. Why don&#8217;t they ask us some questions about our intentions, they&#8217;ll see we&#8217;ve thought about this, that we&#8217;re serious and committed.<\/p>\n<p>Now I am that family. The one that thought I could do this and then released with increasing horror and panic that I really couldn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>I do this, I realise. I say yes because people I love really want something. I think how much it means to them and I think, &#8216;I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll cope, I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll manage&#8217;. I did if for our wedding, the people I loved wanted a big fancy wedding and I wanted a few people on the beach. But it seemed so important to everyone else, so I said &#8216;sure I can do this&#8217;. I did and I got really sick. I realise how much I do this in my own personality, I am more &#8216;acceptable&#8217;, more self deprecating because the truth of me doesn&#8217;t seem to suit the people that I love.<\/p>\n<p>And on Sunday we got this puppy and I really thought I could cope even though, from the very moment I set eyes on her, my heart started to tighten into that familiar feeling of anxiety. But my daughter looked up at me &#8216;I love her mummy&#8217; and my husband looked longingly at the puppy. &#8216;I can do this&#8217; I thought.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not sure how I can express my next two days apart from this total sense of invasion and overload. My house, my home was no longer my sanctuary, I couldn&#8217;t breathe if I thought for a second about the next 10+ years of my life. My husband asked &#8216;what did you expect?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I guess I thought I would love her enough, just like my own children, that the practicalities of her existence would be an act of service. But I didn&#8217;t love her, I resented her. My world that had slowly started to expand again after the birth of my children had shrunk overnight to minuscule proportions.<\/p>\n<p>So I broke their hearts. My husband, my daughter and my son. I raised their hopes to the highest level and then I took it all away.<\/p>\n<p>Whilst I know I did the right thing in the long term, that my husbands travels meant I would be the one that had to be fully committed, I cannot but feel ashamed that I pushed away my intuition, my gut feelings yet again to &#8216;do the right thing&#8217; and of course it turned out wrong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On Sunday we brought home a new puppy into our family. Today, 3 days later, we are driving her to a new family. When we were looking for a puppy we rang some rescue centres who said they wouldn&#8217;t release puppies to families with young children because they get returned too often. How odd, I &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/archives\/471\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;I Broke Their Hearts&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-471","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal-moments"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/471","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=471"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/471\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":472,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/471\/revisions\/472"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=471"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=471"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/soulreflection.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=471"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}