I’m much more ready to write when I’m grumpy. Why is that? On good days I just breeze on by, and the thought of supplying a new post for our few loyal readers is a chore not unlike the dishes or the laundry (and boy am I tired of talking and thinking about those two things).
Today is a grump day. Guilt and anger day. For kicks I searched “guilt” on our site and there were 8 posts returned that had mention of “guilt.” Don’t you know that every single one of them was written by me? Not Jen. Me.
So I clicked on a few. And this is what I found.
I’ll forever feel pangs of guilt, but I hope it never becomes me.
I know that I will never be everything, but I hope I can always be enough. For myself. For my husband. For our kids. It is for this family that I breathe and eat and sleep. But it certainly doesn’t mean I’m always smiling, and that’s just okay.
I know that I will never be everything, but I’m sure that I can always be enough. For all of us.
It lifted me a bit. This and the recent IM session with Jen which has righted my wrong thinking, made me tearful in a productive way, and strengthened my weak spots – once again.
(The backstory in another post please ma’am. Yup. Uh-huh.)
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I feel the guilt, too. It’s interesting, though, that I don’t write about it. Or at least don’t name it as such. Something to ponder.
Ah the neverending mom guilt… What is it about the psyche of women that causes us to do this. Before I had mom guilt I had wife guilt, friend guilt and daughter guilt (which I still have all of, in addition to the mom guilt). It’s a neverending cycle but at least we’re all in it together!