You ever have a Thursday that felt like a Monday?
You know, the kind that starts with babies who fuss and suckle all night–then wake up the moment you roll away from them, scream at the top of their lungs, and won’t stop until you crawl back into bed?
Have you ever had a day where you learn so much you just feel dumb at the vastness of what you don’t know in the subject area that you coach others?
Have you ever had a day SO productive it feels more like a week?
Have you ever had one of those days that is so busy you forget to pump your child’s milk until the last 30 minutes of the day–but you know you can’t go ahead and go home, because then she would nurse and you wouldn’t be able to squirrel away her stash?
Have you ever had to leave work, run through the drive through for supper, just to get to meeting on time–only to find out your child fell asleep two minutes before you make it to the meeting?
You know what meeting is like with a toddler who just learned to walk and wants down at every moment and an almost four-year-old who is so sleepy that you spend the first part of meeting waking her up and the next part telling her how you expect her to behave?
Have you ever give Motrin to one kid just to show the other it tastes good? Have you had to take advantage of a toddler tripping, falling, and crying to shoot medicine into her mouth while she’s down for the count?
Have you ever ended your day by going to the bathroom only to find out that your husband used the last of the paper so you have to holler and ask for some?
And then…you wait…