A Mother's life, on Tuesday

Do you have one day of the week that just pushes you over the edge??

Mine is Tuesday, has been for years. It just seems like every activity wants to land on Tuesday. The kids have always had Youth Group, and Awana on Tuesday nights. For some reason Hockey practice is always Tuesday night. My foster son has visits with birth mom and his brothers, on Tuesdays! (which by the way, make him a bear in the evening, because they stir up so much anxiety and worry for him) Oh, let's not forget the little ones have a minimum day on Tuesday every week. My husband joined a bowling league with his buddy, Tuesday Night. Lacrosse Games, oh let's just schedule them for Tuesday. Karate class, best done on a Tuesday! Oy Vey! It never stops!

I don't know about you, but I have yet to clone myself, bummer right? I can only drive one vehicle at a time, and I can't just drop off 6 year olds one place, then head to another, sooooooo where does that leave me? Even though Tuesday has been overfull for years, I am somehow still shocked every week when I wake up and realize what I have in store for me that day.

Extra coffee, plaster on that -- "I can handle this" smile, make sure I have good tunes for the car (because I will be driving it most of the day, and just get through it. Carry on Mother's of the world! Hit the road in those food encrusted mini vans! Dream of the day that you will be soaking in the sun with a cocktail in your hand in between your manicure and your massage, lol, right.......

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