Solve the equation

Mona has a game at 7 on the north side of town and needs to be there at 6:30.
Kbob has a game at 7 on the south side of town and needs to be there at 6:50.
Two toddlers need to picked up by 5 in order for the previous two events to happen on time.
Grocery shopping needs to be done.
Items for birthday party on Saturday need to be procured.
Solve for X.

Got it?  Me neither.  But somehow, it got done.

Hell, it even went *well.* Things ran smoothly. Kids got to where they needed to be on time. The girls behaved during the game.

And then.

Screaming, crying, fighting. But it’s done.  All kids are in their own beds going to sleep. That in itself is a victory.  It’s the little things.

To say things are crazy right now would be the biggest understatement of the year.  There’s the quinceañera details to be finalized and photo shoots to be scheduled.  There’s Father’s Day and graduations and the million birthdays in June.  There’s summer school for me and daily practices for the kids at two different schools at the same damn times.  There’s daily games.  There’s teenage mood swings and tween hormones and toddler tantrums and and and and and.

And.

But we’re okay.  We’re living.  Not alive and surviving and just existing.  we.are.living. And that’s the beauty of it.

And you know what else?  My crazy ass will look at pictures of the kids as teeny tiny babies and still manage to get the biggest case of baby fever.  I don’t get it.  I really, truly don’t.

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