Bad Mommy Moments

Though I'm barely showing, I already am experiencing Bad Mommy Moments. Today, for example, my mother-in-law and I visited several day cares in Auburn. At one place the director was explaining that they have a long waiting list and asked me how soon I would need a spot (I had already told her my due date). My response was "well, how young do you take 'em?" I suddenly felt like a big neon sign was suspended over my head with an arrow pointing at me and flashing "mother who doesn't care!" Also, earlier I was comparing birthing classes offered by my OBGYN to those offered by the hospital. One is a three-week class and the other is a six-week class. Instead of considering which would be better on the basis of quality of services and information, I was doing the math to break down how much each class was by hour (multiply number of hours by number of sessions; divide this number into the total price). Is it okay to bargain shop when the health of my unborn child is on the line? Sigh. Being a parent is not easy as it is, why must I complicate things by worrying the world is judging my ability as one?