Damn, mom guilt is crazy.

So, Sinterklaas is coming up here. According to tradition kids write a letter explaining their good behavior and asking for toys or whatever, and then Sinterklaas writes back.

I had chatGPT generate a letter for me, instead of writing one myself. Because I just don't have the mental energy to do it atm.

And damn, I suddenly felt so guilty about not doing it myself. After all, is it really special if I let AI generate it for me? Does it cheapen the tradition?

This though hit me, as I was making a casserole at 8:30 pm for the next day, because I won't have time to make a whole meal tomorrow. My kids are clean, fed, safely sleeping in their beds. They are happy and so so so loved.

Mom guilt is friggin' crazy. But I'm happy I was able to catch the intrusive guilt before it started consuming me. So, I'm gonna try and let it go this time.