The first spanking I ever gave was when Ben was three. I was tired and stressed, with a baby and a three and four-year-old to look after, with my husband out at work all day. I was lonely and isolated and still learning how to make real friends after my strange childhood.
Ben had been stroppy all day, and when he threw a full cup of milk at Abbie and made her cry, that was it. I put Connor in his cot to keep him safe and out of the way, I gave Abbie some frozen vegetables to put on her head and sent her off to play, then I took Ben into the lounge.