As I was walking out the door this morning to take Addison to school I couldn’t help but laugh at myself.  I was carrying Alivia on my hip, my enormous purse on the other shoulder, a bottle of water in one hand and my keys in the other.  Captain Retardo, aka Max our stupid dog, was trying to get out the door so he could come with us, so I was yelling at him to get back, while SkippyJon the kitten was trying to escape into the outside world through my legs.  I finally managed to get Max back in the house and I was trying to deter Skippy by well….kicking at him.

Hey don’t call PETA, I love the cat that’s why I don’t want him to go outside!  Anyway as I was kicking the stupid adorable kitten,  my flip flop came off one of my feet and the baby slid down furthur on my hip.  I dropped my keys and had to try to put my shoe back on while bending over to pick them up.  I almost fell down ( baby and all) while doing all of this because the DOG IS FARKING RETARTED.  Apparently he momentarily forgot that he wasn’t coming with us….again and I had yet to have one drop of coffee, so I was still a little bleary eyed.

I realized that I spend a lot of time carrying the baby and 10 other things while trying to lock and unlock doors and get animals out of the way.  I have strollers and slings to help me when I am out and about, but from the house to the van it seems like I am a one woman side show balancing 16 things and a baby.

It seems like we as moms have to balance a lot these days.  Whether it’s juggling children or jobs or groceries or all of the above, it’s like it’s in the job description somehow that we do EVERYTHING all at once.  And that is ok with me because life would be pretty boring if I didn’t have to trip over dogs and cats and children just to get out of the house.  Simple…but boring.

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