I have no words.. Admitting to throwing a toy at her daughter in anger and giving her a black eye.
My mother threw a carpet sweeper at me when I was about 8/9 yes old - showing my age here. I got a stonker of a black eye. When my teacher asked me what had happened, I told her. We were constantly reminded that we were always to be honest at that school - big up the Church of England Primary School Massive - and I genuinely just assumed that that sort of thing went on in everyone's home.
My headmaster asked to see me and I repeated what I had told my teacher.
When I got home from school, my mother went nuts at me because she'd had a phonecall from the school. They had told her what I'd said and she told them I was a liar. I had fallen in the garden and I had told them a different story because I wanted attention. I got a wallop for 'lying'.
The next day I was called to see the Headmaster again. He told me he'd spoken to my mum and she'd said I fell in the garden. I didn't say a word. He came and knelt in front of me, looked me right in the eyes and held my hands and told me that he believed me. That he would always believe me and that I should never feel afraid to tell him anything. Ever.
Kkk - you are a spiteful piece of s. I just hope that those children find an adult like my old headmaster that they can confide in and be believed. They deserve better. They will never be balanced in their emotions and personalities if they are simply left in your 'care'.