If you haven’t been through this whole thing of having a baby way on behind, it’s hard to explain how surreal it feels to go back and do this all over again. I’m not complaining, okay? It’s just that we have four entirely different sets of challenges/needs/abilities, etc., with a senior (“I’m 18 now, so I can…” and “I know you could, but shouldyou?”) to time management issues with a very persistent (translate ‘stubborn’) ADD middle schooler, a third grader in a whole ‘other stage of life, and then a teething toddler. Oh, yes. And a hubby thrown in there.
(Me, crawling in the direction of the coffee shop; hoarse whisper) “Mocha, please?”