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The mommy guilt trip

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We've brushed teeth and read a story (the entire book of Frog and Toad Together) and we're moving on to the drinking a sippy cup of warm milk and humming Twinkle Twinkle Littler Star in the cozy, comforting glow of his star light, when he says it.

"I missed you mommy."

GAH. Can anything possibly be more bittersweet? More precious and utterly devastating?

"I just love you so much," he says, interlacing his little fingers with mine.

The guilt. As huge as an ocean. It sucks. Big time. But (and here's where I open an entire can of worms, I'm sure) I don't think I could ever really be at home with him full time without doing something else. Granted, I'd LOVE to work from home. To write full time, plunging into the depths of a novel, interspersed with forays into articles and op-eds. But I don't think I'd ever be able to stay at home full time, just to be with him, just to be his mommy.

I know that just hangs at the end of the sentence there. I don't mean it like that. I don't mean that being any body's mommy isn't just anything. Because it's not. But for me, I think I'd make myself crazy--I'm too goal oriented, too driven. I think I'd make us both crazy.

And yet, the guilt. Oy vey.

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Start by teaching him that it is safe to do so.