When I’m at work, I feel guilty for not spending more time with my kid. When I’m with my kid, I feel bad for not doing more for work. Either way, I feel guilty.
It’s like that for moms. We feed bad, we feel guilty, we feel responsible when things don’t work out “right.” And who can blame us? Guilt trips are given by many: from our friends, grandparents, spouses, colleagues, doctors, the list goes on and on. And it starts early. Are you getting an epidural? Circumcision or no? Will you let your baby cry herself to sleep? Breast or bottle? Using time outs? It’s enough to make your head spin.
Why should we moms add to the list? In my sensible mind, I know Logan’s fine at daycare and loves it, and I know that at work I’m busting my ass. But in my heart, well it’s not as reasonable as my mind, and that’s where the guilt comes in.