“Mama, you stay home with me today?”
Ugh, the words that have launched a thousand mom tears. Especially when, instead of saying “me,” they insert the danged adorable pet name you call them.
If there was ever a horrible subset of mom guilt, working mom guilt is it.
Because you have this kid that will scream her head off that she got the green spoon instead of the purple one and make you rejoice that you’ll get 8 hours at work to calm yourself down, but then they come at you with those big eyes asking you to stay and love them.
Kidding. Kind of. But they are totally jerking your heart around. Continue reading