I’m shit scared of horses.
Apologies to all you horsey folk. I have horsey friends, who I know look at me and “snort” – get it 😜 – with disgust at this statement. But there you have it.
3rd born seems to have taken a shine to these creatures and was telling me how much she enjoyed going up to the stables with a friend to help muck out and whatever else you have to do 😳
I confessed to her that I have always been frightened. I told her how I was badly bitten as a child – by a horse, not another child! It was possibly one of the very few times my Dad was in charge of me – and my hand nearly got bitten off! It was his/my fault – not the horses fault – but I was only 3 years old – as a consequence, he wasn’t allowed to take me out again and the only horses he came into contact with after that was at the Bookies 😄😄
After my confession to her I kind of expected her to, I dunno, be a little understanding or at least rather touched that I had shared my fear with her little kind heart ………. ❤️
She looked at me with pity and said “Sometimes Mom, you have to just face your fears, instead of running away from them!!!!” 😨
I had to nearly bite my tongue in half as I was tempted to remind her how I helped her “fight her fears” of
sleeping in her own bed
eating peas and reassuring her they wouldn’t grow in her tummy
having a poo on the potty – and no, she wouldn’t fall into the toilet
her first day of nursery and that I would return to get her
Oh there are so many more I could mention 😄
I think I’ve managed to get by ok so far without facing my fear of horses – and I’m rather fond of Donkeys and they’re nearly a horse – aren’t they? 🐴🐴