After Friday’s Wendy Whiner post I realized that Miss C had a fun-filled week and waah waah waah so what if I ended up working most of it, because my girl had a fantastic fall break and that’s what really matters.
Here’s my working mother confessional, though. I did take last Thursday off, but it was for a fun event I’d been invited to some time ago that was blog related (more on that later) and hello guilt, why yes sit right down here beside me and make yourself at home. But the hubby took off that day and took the girls out for a picnic in the park and I was home by 3 so I shouldn’t have felt guilty. But I did. The hubby also had a crazy, stressful work week last week. Sigh.
One of my friends at work is a new mother and was talking to me a few weeks ago about feeling guilty and struggling with the decision to hire a nanny to watch her baby. She asked me if I ever feel guilty about parenting decisions I make since my girls are older. Uh, that would be a yes.
Tell me, if you are 40 or older, did you have some sort “Oh my Lord I’ve got to get my act together” panic attack when you turned 40? Because just when I feel I should be getting the hang of everything, I’m, well, not. As Scarlett O’Hara said, “Tomorrow is another day.” Of course Scarlett also wore curtains, drove her husband nuts, and was kind of a bitch.
My hormones also seem to be on overdrive. [Whisper voice to avoid scaring the hubby]…It’s like I have PMS any given day. Now that’s some scary stuff…and just in time for Halloween!
But you know what? We truly had a wonderful weekend and I love this time of year. Miss C spent the entire night for the first time ever at a slumber party Friday (yea) and her soccer team won Saturday afternoon in a closely matched game (double yea), and it was a gloriously beautiful fall weekend (triple yea). The girls carved pumpkins with my sister Saturday and I made a big ole pot of chili. Miss C has a school field trip this week and I’m going to help out that morning and head into the office late. I hope the weather is as gorgeous as it was this weekend. Miss A has a Halloween party Friday and both girls are crazy with excitement about trick or treating.
Their happiness is contagious. So take that moody mama hormones. Scarlett O’Hara also said, “As God is my witness, I’ll never feel guilty again.” (Really, I swear she did.)
(L-R from the top) Picnic at Warner Park with Daddy, my little cowgirl roasting marshmallows at Grandma’s, pumpkin carving divas with Jack the devil dog (I tried to fix his red eyes and just ended up making him look possessed), and Miss A’s pizza crust mustache.