I can tell when I've been letting life get a little too disorganized, when I am on the edge of frazzled and harried. I start to have these guilty mom moments. With the flu last week, and now all the catching up that must be done after a week in bed, I am having a few too many guilty mom moments.
Do you ever need (or think you need) to accomplish something so you let important standards slide, just for a minute--just this once, to make it happen?
And then, you feel guilty.
Sometimes I'm wearing the scarlet letter after letting the girls watch one too many episodes of Little Bear in a row, or play a few too many computer games so that I can work. Once I let them eat an entire box of bunny grahams for breakfast so I could sleep an extra hour. Okay, that happened Saturday.
Yes, I knew what she was doing. I heard the mischevious giggles from the other room, but when I peeked around the corner to see what mayhem was unfolding, I didn't say a word. I needed to finish what I was doing.
Guilty mom moment 201.
Tell me I'm not the only one. You do this too, right? You let important things slide, every now and then, for the sake of getting something done, right?