Well, here we are one week to marathon.  I will run 5-7 miles this morning, my longest pre-marathon run.  Will be doing light runs this week to get ready.   Funny, this morning I was feeling like my daughters' personal assisatant.  While I was eating breakfast, my older daughter yelled "Mom, can you put some cerial in a bag for me to take with me?"  So I did.  A few minutes later she came down the stairs ready to go and asked if we could stop on the way to get coffee.  We did.  Then when I got home, my younger daughter asked if I could pack her lunch.  I got that started and she yelled down the stairs to ask me to start the printer so she could print out a homework assignment.  I did.  When she got downstairs the stapled the papers and asked me to put it in her backpack.  I did.  When we got to school, she remembered her violin, so I will be taking that to school for her in a bit, needs to be there before 11:40.  In the mean time, I got an e-mail late last week about a job.  I will call them this morning about an interview if it isn't too late.  I realize that I make sure everything gets done for my family and often forget what I need to do for me. This weekend, I made sure the bird got his antibiotic and the dog got his benedryl and arthritis meds but forgot to take my vitamins.  I also forgot to order my allergy meds which ran out on Friday.  What will happen if I get that job?  How am I going to cope with everything?  I mean, my husband says the girls will just have to pick up the slack on housework and help with cooking dinner, he sure doesn't plan on doing anything else.  Have I done too much for my family?  Have I made them too dependent on me?  If I get this job, will things get done?  Or will it be like the last time I worked outside the home and I will be up till midnight cleaning floors and ironing and finishing the laundry.  that reminds me, I have a bunch of ironing to do for my husband.  Sheesh!

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I struggle with the same issue: have I done too much and crippled the girls in the process. Oh well, what\'s done is done. I did the best I could with the information I had. Love has to count for a lot and they had no shortage of that from me.