Mom, you do it all, and it’s amazing

    It's 6:30 a.m., and ​your feet hit the floor. You grab your favorite teal Yeti cup and hit the button on your Keurig. As the coffee pours out, you're praying for extra grace and strength to face the day.
    Meanwhile, one child has lost their socks, and the other is screaming and yelling at her brother for touching her.
    You sign school planners and field trip permission slips while pouring bowls of sugary cereal you didn’t want your husband to buy.
    Finally, you pour that cream in your coffee and take a bite of the over-cooked eggs you were trying to make for yourself.
    Next, you nurse the baby while simultaneously telling everyone what to do, including your husband about his board meeting in 30 minutes.
    You return back to your coffee, and now it’s lukewarm so you heat it up in the microwave for 30 seconds. You kiss your husband goodbye and wish him a better day than how yours is starting out.
    While your coffee’s heating up, one child’s begging to wear her favorite rainbow unicorn outfit, but it’s stinky and dirty so you throw it in the washer on quick wash cycle (best mom hack ever) hoping it will be dried in time for school.  
    Time keeps slipping away, and it’s now 7:55 a.m. Your kids can’t be tardy. You juggle everyone out the door regardless of mismatched socks and uncombed hair — praying no one’s missing anything and they’re on time.
    You help them work through their emotions and feelings of, “Mom, I don’t want to go to school!” And remind them, “Not going to school is not an option. Stop whining and complaining.”
    You’re at the carpool drop-off line. Your kids are moving like snails out of the van. You tell them goodbye with a quick hug and kiss and a huge sigh of thank you, Lord Jesus.
    You drive home, pull in the driveway, and your phone rings. The kids’ elementary school pops up on caller ID. You roll your eyes.

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