I WFH freelance between school runs. I have a deadline today. DH out in office.
My 7 year old DS is home with a chest infection today. On antibiotics (which I had to do a wild goose chase to find as national shortage of this type) so I missed a day's work yesterday.
He is on the sofa with books, the remote and his Switch.
Why do I feel so guilty?
We've just gotta do what we've gotta do.