Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Guilt. Proof that you're a mother

BlogHer tickets, check.

Astronomically expensive airline tickets, check.

Overwhelming maternal guilt, check.

Yup, looks like I'm all ready for the conference.

BlogHer'10 was one of the best experiences of my year last year. There's been a gazilibillion (look it up, it's a real number) posts about it, and a megabuttloadazillion to come, but this post is not about that.

This is about the fact that I will not be there for Parents' Weekend at my son's camp, and to take him home. I knew this when I signed him up, knew that I would feel conflicted, and guess what, I was right.

My husband and I agreed that I should go.

Sometimes we have to do for ourselves, right?

Sometimes it's ok for our kids to have to step out of the center of the universe, right?

The truth is that I know it's going to be awesome.

Make sure to say hi to me and give me a hug. I'll be the one wearing maternal guilt from head to toe.

No, seriously, say hi.

3 things that matter:

Issas Crazy World said...

I am so glad that you will be there. Give the guilt a swift kick in the butt. The boy will smell and everything he owns will be dirty when he comes home. Maybe you don't have to be the one to smell him like that. ;)

Poker Chick said...

Saying hi now since I won't be there! HAVE fun! You can go ahead and feel guilty (nothing we say will change that) but know, intellectually, that you shouldn't.

It's a BUSINESS TRIP lady!!

Stasha said...

Since I am at home, eating ice cream: How about I guilt sit for you and you go and have a splendid time? Yep, that's what will do.