Shot through the heart

Jonathan is so cheerful in the mornings. He was getting ready for his shower when he came out to give me agood morning hug. He saw me in my work clothes and asked me "What works are you doing today?" I told him "Hospital work and dialysis work." His face fell. He said "Those works take too long. Maybe you should find some different works to do."

Well, there was my day gone to hell.

Jonathan and Alex, when you grow up and read this, please realize that I try every day to find the right balance as a working mom. I love you both so much - the best part of my day is when I see you, get a huge hug or a giant smile, and get to play with you. But I love my work also. I spent years before you were born to get to this point. I love what I do. I hope that you both realize that I'm able to be a happier and better mom because I have my job.

For the meantime, though, I know I could spend every minute directing my full attention at the boys and it would be just enough for them. So I let Jonathan pick at his lasagne, and we drove downtown to the fudge shop. I'm not above giving in to a little mommy guilt.