Tag Archives: Working Mom’s Guilt

I Want My Son to Like Me

I want Jeffrey to like me.  I mean that.  I don’t want to be “besties” per say.  Nothing strikes the fear of God in me more than hearing the mother of a high school or college-aged student say, “We’re really … Continue reading

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Mom Guilt: My First Day Back on the Job; Jeffrey’s First Day as an Orphan

I have a beef, a bone to pick with all the moms who shared willingly and openly the horrors of labor, the agony of squeezing a bowling ball (or, if you prefer a watermelon) through a MUCH smaller orifice of your … Continue reading

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