This is something I struggle with all. The. Time.
I work outside the home, so my days and weeks feel like a constant tug-of-war (internal and external). I literally run from one task to the next. I have an everpresent feeling of guilt, hovering somewhere over my left shoulder. To try to find the time, somewhere in all that, to do things that are just for me, to take even more time away from my kids, to shoehorn something else into the schedule? Fuhgettaboutit.
Maybe you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Over on my blog on Yummy Mummy Club, this is what I was musing about this week. And if you’re with me…head over there and check it out.