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Friday Funday: I’m Over the Mommy Guilt

Aaron and I crossed state borders to spend last weekend with friends, a place where there are lots of children to play with and fun to be had. Tuesday I unplugged from work, put down my Blackberry and spent the day humoring my child. The rest of the week I participated in play dates, made time for spontaneous mother-son ice cream outings, played games, made cookies, snuggled, sang and read.

While attempting to be a better mother, to give my husband a little break from all his childcare responsibilities and spend more one-on-one time with my son over the last week, I was just a little dismayed when my adorable 5-year-old looked at me and said, “Mommy, I like being with Daddy better.  My daddy lets me do anything I want and you don’t have a toolbox.”

I’m so over the mommy guilt.

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