Mommie Guilt.  Uggghhh.  Beware, it comes in many forms.  You feel guilty for not spending enough time with the kids because you’re doing laundry and fixing lunch while on the phone with the cable repairman (“Shhh!”).  Then you spend time with the kids and the house doesn’t get cleaned. Surprise, surprise, you feel guilty for the dirty house.

And then there’s that awful guilty feeling that we never want to admit: “Is this really my life?  Change poop, play dress up, make lunch, change a wet one, play dress up, make a snack, play the same thing again and again, change another poop, make dinner, go to sleep and then do it all over again. ”  Of course, I love it.  I really love it.  But every now and then, that dreaded feeling comes in…. yes, that’s right, Mommie Guilt.

I suggest that there are two kinds of Mommie Guilt. The first kind deals with what we have to do: i.e. take care of kids, house, rest of family. The second kind deals with who we are:  Mom, wife, daughter, friend, etc. [Read more...]