Am I consistent enough? Am I impatient? Am I kind enough to myself? Am I strict enough? Am I taking myself too seriously? Am I taking them too seriously? Am I too hard on myself? Am I too hard on them? Am I too strict? Are they developing friendships the way they should? Are they happy? Are they spoiled? Are they too physical? Did I read to HRH more than I read to Gremlin? Do I change their sheets often enough? Do I expect too little of them? Do I expect too much from Andy? Do I expect too much of them? Do I expect too much of them? Do I show enough patience? Do I spend too much time on the computer? Do I worry too much about how others perceive us? Do I yell too much? Do they eat enough vegetables? Do they fight too much? Do they have enough alone time with us? Do they realize how much they are loved? Do they spend enough time with Daddy? Do they spend too much time on the computer/video game? Do they watch too much TV? Do we have enough rules? Do we model behavior correctly? Have I established clear behavioral guidelines? He doesn't know all his letters, HRH did at this age. How do I teach them empathy? Is he too sensitive? Should I force him to give up the pacifier? Should I give them chores? Should I give them vitamins? Should we teach them more about religion? What do I do when I reach the end of my rope? What do their teachers think of me? Why can't he play independently? Why can't I admit I need help? Why do I feel like I've failed if I get help? Why do other moms seem to have it more together than me? Why is this so hard?