Thursday, July 05, 2007

Oh the guilt


Today, my friend took the boys in the morning. I ran some errands sans enfant.


Home, lunch, to the pool.....


By 3 or 4 in the afternoon, I was wondering what I had to do to get them out of my hair again.


These are my little blessings from God right? Oh how I longed to run away from those three little Godly gifts. My hunka works overnights and insists on sleeping during the day and leave me to fend for myself with them.


And then it sets in, the guilt. Oh, the mama guilt. These are my sweet children that I labored for. So sweet, so formative, so wanted so...so maddening.


So I packed them up in the van, which around here takes about 1/2 an hour, and headed to the YMCA. I toke them all to the childcare rooms and then sat and read for about 30 minutes before I did a workout.


So great and yet so guilty. Technically, I shouldn't need the break since my pal took them for three hours in the morning.


Oh well, the day is done. No harm done, as far as I can tell. They'll just have to send me their therapists' bill in 20 years.

1 comment:

Michiko said...

So, I am just so proud of my little cousins. I think they are the greatest little boys to roam the planet. I showed my friends from Chicago who visited me last week all the pictures you have posted on your blogs. "How are these kids so happy? No kids are this cute in pictures." Oh yes they are. My relatives. They are amazing.