If other parents are smiling on skis and making snow angels,
why I am pulling my hair out before lunch? And then, further down the path of guilt, I worry that my
children will only have memories of a cranky, overwhelmed mother. Not graceful pictures captured in the snow, but a frazzled, frustrated grouch.
Each spring, as I compile information for my annual review, The Engineer and I choose childcare for our daughters. With so many little ones, does it make sense for me to work? (Spoiler alert: that answer is always yes). Should we look into a new childcare set up? Should The Engineer or I spend more … [Read more…]