I am at the airport thinking endlessly about the scene at drop off. My 10 year old clinging to me telling me not to go. I feel so guilty:that endless mommy guilt . The truth is even though my 6 year old took it like a champ I know my oldest guy hurts and Im bothered by it. Perhaps the two week break will be just what the doctor ordered...or mabey that's just me trying to make myself feel better. The truth is I am so confused at these moments in parenting. Why? Because like everything there ar...