The Many Guilts of Mom
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I’m having one of those days where I’m feeling like a horrible wife and mother. There isn’t any one specific thing that I did or didn’t do to warrant feeling this way, but I do. I know I’m not alone in this. I know there has to be other moms out there who feel Mom guilt on occasion as well but I can’t help feeling alone in this today (and many days). Here are just a few of the reasons why I feel the way I do…
I feel guilty that I can’t seem to keep up with the housework.
I feel guilty that the college degree I worked my ass off for is sitting in a box in the attic.
I feel guilty that as a stay at home mom I’m not contributing financially to my household.
I feel guilty when I cut back on things my family enjoys in order to save a few bucks.
I feel defeated when I see those saved pennies get spent frivolously.
I feel guilty when dinner gets burned, tastes disgusting or just doesn’t go as planned.
I feel guilty when my kids are obviously trying to get my attention and I can’t give it to them right away.
I feel guilty when I argue with my children over something they want to do but aren’t allowed.
I feel shame when I give in to my children just to make the argument go away.
I feel guilty when I can’t grow the family business as much as is expected.
I feel guilty when I put my kids in front of electronics just to get a few minutes of peace.
I feel guilty when I can’t find the time to organize all the mountains of paperwork that comes in the house.
I feel guilty when it’s a beautiful day and I neglect to take my kids out to play.
I feel guilty when I realize I’m not the person I used to be.
I feel guilty anytime I leave the house by myself.
I feel guilty for having the desire to leave the house by myself.
I feel guilty that I haven’t kept in touch with my friends as much as I’d like.
I feel guilty when I offer to volunteer my limited time to one of my kid’s after school activities or school.
I feel guilty when I don’t offer to volunteer to one of my kid’s after school activities or school.
I feel guilty that I don’t spend enough time playing with my kids.
I feel guilty that I have a few medical concerns though haven’t gotten myself to the doctor in a really long time.
I feel guilty anytime I sit down to relax.
I feel guilty for putting something on TV that I enjoy.
I feel guilty when I yell.
I feel guilty when I don’t speak up for myself.
I feel guilty when too many things need my attention at once and my brain spins in circles.
I feel guilty for counting down to bedtime.
I feel guilty anytime I start a venture but don’t see it through.
I feel guilty for needing emotional support.
I feel guilty for letting the emotions of my family members affect the way I feel.
I feel guilty when I spend time taking care of myself.
I feel guilty when I feel unappreciated.
I feel guilty for not having more sex with my husband.
I feel guilty for having needs of my own.
I feel guilty when I need a break.
I feel guilty that I’ve lived in this house for 4 years and still haven’t set up my office (aka the storage room).
I feel guilty that I don’t know how to mow the lawn, change the oil in the car, or hang pictures in the house.
I feel guilty when I find myself nagging to get those things done.
I feel guilty when I have to ask for help.
I feel guilty when I do ANYTHING for myself.
I could go on all day but, honestly, I’m starting to feel guilty for putting all this out there and for spending time on my computer instead of doing the thousands of other things I could be doing right at this moment.
Mom guilt is real and is always there. Some days are better than others but the worst days are those in which your family decides they will remind you of your shortcomings….leading to more guilts of Mom.
How many of you feel the same way? What are some other things you feel Mom guilt about? Let me know in the comments below…I’d like to know I’m not alone in this.