Mom guilt

Mom guilt.
It's an awful thing.
And i hear it NEVER. GOES. AWAY.
working 5 days a week now leaves very little free time. I feel like I never see my kids.
Ever.
I've finally decided once and for all that I am NOT cleaning on my days off. April (who cleans with magic erasers so she has my heart) starts next week. I'm hoping this will make things a little easier.
The whole working out and losing weight thing...it's such a great idea in theory. High school skinny...that's me by June. But that's only going to happen if I pick working out over playing with my kids. Or sleeping. Neither of which I am willing to do.
Choosing to work out -- guilt. Choosing not to -- guilt.

I am nearing the end of a 8 day work stretch and preparing for a fun 3 day weekend in Mogadore with my boys. Sam is getting baptized Sunday at St. Matthews and we are having a little party after. Eli is up at my moms now -- getting a little one on one attention -- and Sammy is living a life of an only child for a few days. It's very strange around here without Eli.
Quiet. And strange.
Here are some pics from this week ...mostly taken by everyone but me since I've been living at Kroger.