I admit it. I’m a doormat. Even my husband says so. Sure, I’ll trade playgroup with you because your kids are sick. Sure, I’ll pick up your kids from preschool and keep them here for an hour. Sure, I’ll be a playground monitor even though I don’t want to. Sure, I’ll do whatever-it-is-you-are-asking-me-to-do-for-my-kids’ school/friends/neighbor’s/ward. But no longer. I will say NO.
Unless you really need my help and I’m not doing anything better.