Ben now goes to daycare 5 days a week. I got a really big project that goes to the end of the year. So now I feel like I never see him. I must admit that I used to laugh at the women in my mom's group who worked full time and bemoaned the fact that their kids "didn't like them". I would reassuringly say "Of course that's not true. You're their mom. Nothing will ever change that".So here I am. In my first week of FT childcare and I am convinced (I mean CONVINCED) that Ben loves me less than he did last week. And I feel SO guilty. What did they put in women's water to imbibe us with these feeelings? I can't seem to shake it. So now I am tired, stressed AND a psychotic mother. I am in this terrible predicament where when I am with him I enjoy it, but feel a little unfulfilled and when I am not with him I miss him and feel guilty. Talk about Murphy's Law. I don't know whether I am coming or going. But I suppose that's nothing new.