One of the things I hate most about being a parent is the never ending guilt that comes with it.  Feeling guilty that you fed them McDonalds…. Again.   Feeling guilty that you didn’t take them to the park. Feeling guilty that you let the TV or Ipad babysit them while you took a nap because you are just.so.tired. But as a parent that is going to med school and still working, the guilt seems to be on another level.  It’s easy to say, “I’m doing this for them” and “it’s going to show them that they can do anything!”  But the reality is, I’m doing this for me.  And I…