It’s now 4 days post surgery and I haven’t seen number one child for 5 days. So I thought I would head home and see her, in preparation to bring her to see Reedy in the hospital.
Well I felt guilty leaving her on Monday, felt guilty that she in nursery a few extra days a week, felt guilty that Reedy poorly, felt guilty that I had to leave Reedy, felt guilty for cooking dinner, feel guilty that someone else is looking after Annabelle, feel guilty that I cannot be on both places at once, felt guilty that I may give one more cuddles than the other, gosh the list goes on!
It seems to be a never ending cycle of not ever being able to do the “right” thing and even when doing so feeling “guilty” about it!
But don’t worry the guilt popped back in soon after when we were at a party and daddy n Reedy in the hospital!