Recently I adjusted my schedule and changed the boys child care from a home daycare provider to a daycare center. This is after I went back and forth on calling myself selfish and saying I need a break. You see the wonderful break comes in the form that I now have about an hour and a half in between leaving work and picking up the boys.
I haven't really used to extra time all that much because that Mommy guilt would creep in and I would rush from work straight to pick them up. I do love when I walk in and Kastan lights up and says Hey Mom! My heart does flip flops when Kye comes running up to me and yells Mommy as he gives me a huge hug!
After the wonderful greeting we would head home to start the nightly grind. Of course I am wore out because I.just.left.work. No one cares though, they want dinner, baths, playtime, homework. I would do it dragging ass
and being a cranky-ass most of the times but we do get through the night only to wake up and start all over.
Well recently I have said bump that Mommy Guilt I need to take care of me. I now spend that extra time going to the gym. I do cardio and an ab workout and then head to get my favorite men. Guess what? When I walk through that door Kastan still lights up and Kye still yells Mommy and runs for a hug. No changes there but huge changes at home. I am more energized and most definitely happier.
Happier=nicer=behaved children=better night!
So to Mommy Guilt I say eff off, I am doing my best I have two really great, well adjusted, smart, caring, loving little boys that think I am the best mother ever. I know this because just tonight my sweet Kastan said, "Mom have I ever told you you're the best Mom ever, cause you are."