Two children, and Mommy guilt

I sit here in my rocker, enjoying a movie on TV while Eli sleeps. Drake is at Mother's Morning Out, so I can clean and get laundry done. I'm done in the kitchen, and the washer and dryer are hard at work. Everyone keeps asking me how I'm doing with two children so close together. Honestly, it is very manageable. Busier, and harder, but very doable. I don't know any different than having them close like this, so I have nothing to compare it to. I am perplexed that I ever thought I was "busy" before having kids. What a joke- I worked three days a week, with no other responsibilities. What on earth did I do those other four days???

Sweet Eli is doing great. We have his one month checkup this week, and I can't wait to see what he weighs. He is so sweet; only cries when he's hungry or gassy. We LOVE Mylicon around our house. Drake is doing well with him, but wants to touch him all the time. He is more clingy towards me when I'm holding Eli, and has been exploring the world of biting. We're definitely working on these things!

Having two children has increased my level of Mommy guilt. I feel bad while I'm fixing Drake's meal and Eli is fussing in his Moses basket. I feel bad when I'm changing Eli's diaper and Drake is clinging to my leg and whining. I feel bad when I'm nursing Eli and Drake just wants to be up in my lap too. I assume this is all normal, but it doesn't make it hurt any less to feel as if I'm not giving each of them my all. I AM giving my all, it just has to be divided between the two of them.

Well, the dryer is finished, so I've gotta get going. Cleaning and laundry are calling, and I've gotta leave at 12:45 to go pick up my big boy.