As you know I joined the gym at the beginning of the year.
And I love it.
Love love love it.
I can rock out on the treadmill, I can work on admittance to the gun show, I can shower in peace without ten thousand tiny little toys at my feet (or two babes at my feet).
And the best bonus, I'm doing good.
The bad part is that I have major Mommy Guilt.
Taking the girls to the child care center is no problem. I drop them off and even though Turtle gives me this "WTF" look when I depart, there's rarely tears.
But when I come and pick them up... oh, there are tears.
I usually walk in to Turtle's screams and I immediately feel guilty for taking 30-40 minutes of time just for myself.
She'll stop crying the second they hand her over to me, but it does nothing to make my feel any better.
And Roo, she's a champ. She loves going to play with all these cool new toys and to run around with all these new friends.
But my little Turtle... she'll be all red faced with tear tracks and she'll do that dramatic little sniffle every few minutes for about thirty minutes after I pick her up.
I wonder if this is just a phase, because she's never really been left with anyone before. It's always been me or the Mister taking care of her.
Plus it's only been a week since we started going to the gym and I've been fostering her off on complete strangers, just so I can run in peace.
The guilt makes me feel horrible and I don't know what to do. I don't want to give up the gym because I've fallen back in love with working out. And everyone under the sun has told me that she'll get use to it, but will she?
She is terribly stubborn (like her father).
Advice, suggestions, anything... please!