The working stay at home mom

Life in the day of me. ;) my alarm (his name is Bryson) goes off at 6:10 pretty much every morning. I spend the next 45 minutes or so nursing between the two babies. Then I change diapers and get them in their high chairs for breakfast. I check in with the older kids to make sure they are on track to leave on time, one in particular. I make sure they have homework and lunches and instruments. I double check nothing needs signed. I wash the babies and put them down to play. I kiss the older kids goodbye and they leave for school with my super boyfriend and babies dad. :) then I get dressed, brush my teeth while double checking my diaper bag for snacks and lunches and of course diapers. I put on some flip flops, and buckle my babes into their seats before rushing with them to the car. Chances err by tis time we are running late. When we get to the office, I schlepp the babies and the stuff we need inside. Our day is filled with paperwork, phones, angry people, bookkeeping, nursing oh so much nursing, toys, sometimes doctors appointments and various other things that aren't coming to mind right now. Most of the time I have at least one baby on my lap and one or both is regularly trying to get into something they I wish they wouldn't. Sometimes they cry. Sometimes it's while I am on the phone or trying to help someone at the counter. Sometimes they make a mess. Sometimes they argue over toys. Sometimes I think if my arms could just be empty for a minute I would feel so much better. Sometimes three o clock cannot come soon enough. At three we go get the older kids. We go home and do homework, play outside, cook dinner(hopefully we don't need to shop for this) give baths, and fall into bed. Some days we add math is cool, school concerts, after school sports, the park, visiting grandma(hopefully not all the same day.) could I put the kids and babies in daycare? Probably. Do I want to? No. I would miss too many things and they would learn too many things I don't want them to. regularly people ask how I manage to have so many children and volunteer and breast feed and work. My answer is, don't sweat the small stuff and it's all small stuff. Sometimes I run late. Sometimes I forget things. Sometimes we have McDonald's. Sometimes the dishes aren't done. Sometimes I miss PTA. It's all ok in the grand scheme of things. Nobody will remember the day I accidentally scheduled a carpet shapooer at the office for the same time I was supposed to coach math is cool except for me and one day I wont feel quite so guilty anymore....