It's true. I had the day off and instead of playing with my baby (big boy, Mommy!) I packed him off to daycare and went home to do stuff sans Billy. Eating a big piece of Mommy Guilt Pie.
As much as I'd like to stay home with him and hang out, I had stuff to do. And let's face it. With him around it would have taken three days to accomplish everything I got done in one. I know, that's terrible, right? But it's true. He always wants to help, but often his "helping" is unhelpful as it can get.
Argh.
Serve me up another slice of Mommy Guilt Pie, please.
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