Mother's Guilt

With Christmas approaching, I am finding my mother's guilt is rearing it's nasty, ugly head on a daily basis.  It starts with, "Have I bought them enough stuff for Christmas?  Will they be disappointed?  Should I get one more thing?"  The rational part of me knows they have more than enough "stuff" and I don't want to get caught up in the excessive consumerism that abounds in these parts, not to mention we can't bring toys back to Perth and we will be getting them heaps of stuff when we return, but something in the mother part of me keeps questioning.  Then it snowballs into all the other things I feel guilty about:

• Bringing them to Canada--it's been awful for us here; Miss 4 just wants to go back to "her place" in Australia; they are finding the cold almost unbearable.
• Taking them back to Australia--Miss 4 will have to leave behind her little friends here and she won't know anyone at her new school in Perth; she'll be leaving her Nana here; there are snakes in Oz.
• Setting a bad example by being fat and unwittingly passing on my food addiction to my girls.
• Having dark hair when the girls have blonde hair so I look more like the nanny than their mom.
• Every time I yell.
• That I'll be going back to work when we get home and Miss 2 will have to go to daycare and be away from me.
• That I didn't go back to work sooner and put them both in daycare to get away from me.
• Every time I yell.  
• Did I mention the yelling?

I'm sure there are more things, many more things.  Logical?  No.  Ever-present?  Sadly.  On a talk show this week, a psychologist was saying that we feel guilt for a reason, to send us a message about our lives, about something that needs to be dealt with.  Looks like I must have a pretty full inbox!

What do you feel guilty about?