If you are wanting to read something light and frivolous on this Friday evening, you’re in the wrong place. Move along swiftly.
I really need to get over myself, I know, but I can’t stop feeling guilty and stressing about absolutely farking everything.
Am I spending enough time with my kids?
Is Daniel getting enough 1-on-1 time?
Did I really make the right decision about school?
Did I make the right decision about work?
Am I working hard enough?
Am I being productive enough?
Am I going to be able to make enough money to honour my side of the finances?
Is hubby ok?
What’s potting with my folks that I’m missing? (story for another post)
Did I buy the right gift for the 3 year old birthday party tomorrow?
How am I going to keep Daniel from eating anything and everything that will cause his allergies to flare up at the party?
Should I be feeling guilty because I asked the nanny to come in tomorrow to look after the girls so I can take Daniel to said birthday party? The weekend is so short!
Can we really afford to go away next weekend for a much needed break?
Is it really possible to love your 3 year old so much it hurt, but he drives you completely insane!
I’m driving myself nuts!
To top it all off Isabel has now decided, no thanks, no more bottle for me mommy and she’ll only drink out of one of Daniel’s sippy cups or out of a mug. Which is probably great in the long run, but right now it’s creating chaos.