I hate guilt. I hate to feel guilty. But I know guilt is good. Guilt keeps me in check. It keeps me in line.
If I am feeling guilty about being on my blogs too much, I know it is time to unplug and spend quality time with the kiddos.
If I am guilty about the meals going into my kids mouths, I make sure the next day I make a great, healthy meal for the family.
When the guilt starts to wash over me when I yell at the kids I stop, take a deep breath, count to ten and start on a better foot.
When my fifth consecutive day with no exercise plagues me with mountains of guilt I put on my tennies, get my I-pod and take a long walk.
Every time I feel guilty I know there is a reason. NO ONE can make me feel guilty. NO ONE can put that into my head. Guilt is always my own, a time for inner reflection.