Her first REAL summer

I have experienced daycare guilt - a particular brand of mom guilt found within the working mom guilt sub-category - every summer of Zoe's life. It's gotten worse each consecutive year. As her friends grew browner and more golden-tanned each month of summer, Z always stayed about the same thanks to being cooped up in daycare most of the week. Sure, we take a nice family vacation here or there, and I take a day off whenever possible to spend with her at the pool - but that never seemed like … [Read more...]