Guilt & The Working Mom
A new perspective for working moms who want to know if they're doing the right thing.
- Published in the May | June 1992 issue
I cuddled my five-month-old firstborn, wishing she were awake, wishing the evening were longer. She slept as only a baby can, her soft breath caressing my neck. I wished I could coo to her, watch her smile, laugh, drool—anything. It was 7 p.m. She had done those things earlier with Nana—while I was at work.As I held her and cried, I asked
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