The Guilt Trap: A Dyslexia Mom’s Daily Dance

Nicole’s a former educator turned attorney, mom to a nine-year-old dyslexia dynamo who loves Harry Potter and Minecraft. Her week? Ten-hour law days, podcast nights, and the chaos of Christmas prep—typical supermom stuff. But when her daughter’s “I want Mom for homework” plea pierced her bubble bath bliss, the guilt hit hard. “Why didn’t I wait?” she wondered, gut twisting. It’s a universal mom moment—amplified when your kid’s dyslexia means extra support, extra time, extra everything. Society’s cape-twirling expectations don’t help, but Nicole nails it: “Sometimes it’s our own expectations.” Parents, sound the alarm—you’re not failing; you’re human.xt