Stressed

How does the "Soccer - Mom" do this shuttling kids around with out stressing the "f" out.  Because I'm there.  I work somewhat part-time so that I can be available to the kids after school and take them to their afternoon events.  Today, for example, I picked up my oldest, went back to work with her for a half an hour.  Then took her to class North of the City.  Then I went grocery shopping.  Picked up my middle child, then picked up the youngest.  I made one more 5 minute stop and scurried home.  I started this adventure at 2:30.  I ended about 6:15.  Now its dinner time.  The whole while, my now 4 yr old is screaming about how she wants her noodles.  (I made Pad Thai).  My husband is calling me telling me to make sure the middle one is ready for Basketball practice.  I have to remind her to put on her practice clothes no fewer than 4 times.  When I tell her that I shouldn't have to remind her 4 times, she tells me in a very nonchalant  way "that's not that many."  And in her world she is probably right because everything and anything needs to be repeated somewhere in the double digits range.   My husband drops off the oldest and now the basket ball player is headed to practice. Then the rest of us eat.  Time to rest? NOT - Its home work time.  I'm supposed to be doing pretty simple math , but my brain is telling me that this is cruel and unusual punishment.    By now, my husband is home washing dishes. And then THUMP!  the 4 yr old has fallen off the bed.  Its way passed her bed time!  I'm sleepy and my shoulders hurt from being so tense for so long.   Maybe "Soccer-Moms" are stressed too, but they do it with more style and grace.  I don't know.  I do know that I have a half-folded load of clean laundry waiting for me upstairs on my bed that I left this morning before work.  So I'm going now, because that pile stands between me and my ability to  rest my head on my pillow. Good Night.