I recently read an article about mum guilt, written by a mother.
It assumed the position that mum guilt is part of the package of motherhood, not so neatly wrapped in a bow, and suggested ways in which we can live with it.
I hate to play devil's advocate, but it's starting to look a lot like mums perpetuate mum guilt.
There, I said it.
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Recently my husband, the father of our three children, returned home from school pick-up with just two of our three children.
He made it all the way to the driveway of our house when a text came through to my phone: "I’m supposed to get Hazel from daycare, aren’t I?"
I replied with a one-word text, "yes", while shooting daggers at him from the lounge-room window.
I watched as he reversed out of our driveway and embarked on another journey to pick up our daughter from daycare.
On his return, we laughed about it.
We didn’t make excuses about him being tired and overworked. No one, especially him, mentioned experiencing any 'dad guilt'.