I'm a working mom. Most of the time I'm ok with it. I generally enjoy working, and I won't lie, I like the extra money. Or I would if I didn't hand it directly over to the mortgage company.
I get up every morning, get the kids up and dressed for school & daycare and head off to work without thinking twice about it. My husband and I carpool since we work so close together and we solve life's problems during our hour long commutes. Now that I've canceled my Blackberry service in an attempt at being frugal that is.
Sunday evening my middlest love climbed up in my lap and I knew. Moms just know. Especially when they are burning you through their clothes. I'm good like that.
But then the conflict in my head has to start. Well crap. I've been on vacation for the last 4 days, its year end and month end and..... Then the guilt starts. Instead of being solely focused on his being sick, I'm using 1/2 my energy worrying about telling my boss and praying the motrin kicks in and everything is better in the morning.
I wonder if this ever goes away? Will there be a day when I know for sure I did the right thing and I won't second guess my every decision?