I have written on mom guilt before:
This was 3 1/2 years ago, and I while my mom-guilt is so much better (a result, I am sure, of better sleep and generally improved sanity) it still pops up sometimes.
Yesterday I felt guilty because we didn’t go to a festival in a nearby town. We went to a dairy farm last week, spent several days either at friend’s houses or with friends here, and this week we’re going to the fair one day, zoo another, and pumpkin farm another. WHY, then, do I feel guilty that I am not providing my children with this fall festival experience?
Is it because I have friends who took their kids and posted the pictures all over Facebook and Instagram? Or because I made the kids stay home and clean their rooms instead? Or because the real reason we didn’t go is because I just didn’t want to leave the house? I really don’t know. I just know that I felt it.
I have to go back to the verse that I used in my first mom-guilt blog post:
“The thief’s purpose is to steal and
kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich
and satisfying life.”
John 10:10 (NLT)
Such a relief to remind myself that every day I have is a blessing, and God means for every day to be rich and satisfying. Maddie and I thanked God tonight in our prayers for all of our blessings, that we have each other and that we get to do so many great things.
I’m just going to hang onto that.