Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

   I am a woman who wears many hats.  Mom, wife, kindergarten teacher, runner, wanna be great cook, writer, recipe reader, sometimes photographer, daughter, sister, friend, cheerleader and chauffeur.

I hesitate to post about this for fear of sounding all whiny and dramatic, but just wanted to explain my lapse in posts lately.  The hat I have been sporting more than the others lately is that of a chauffer. 

I practically live in my car and at various sporting venues these days. 

A typical day for me lately goes just like yesterday.  This was my day....

6:15-6:30 - Hit the snooze button over and over.  Ignore texts from Bradley telling me to get up.

6:30 - 6:45 - Make myself as presentable as possible.

6:45 - 6:48 - Put muffins in the oven.

6:48 - 6:50 - Give wake up kiss. Again. Again.

6:50 - 7:15 - Pack lunches, sign homework pages, get muffins out, tie shoes, race to the car.

7:15 - 7:20 - Drive to high school. Drop off Tucker.

7:20 - 7:22 - Drive to elementary school.

7:24 - 7:25 - Sign in.

7:25 - 3:00 - Work as a kindergarten teacher.  Leave No Child Behind. 

3:00 - 3:40 - Get the little boys haircut (No time for me and Tucker)

3:40 - 3:50 - Rush home and grab practice gear.

3:50 - 3:58 - Fast food drive thru (My middle one has to be fed before sporting events because of his hypoglycemia symptoms)

3:58 - 4:00 - Drive to baseball field. Arrive just as the first batter steps up to the plate.  Play Ball!

4:00 - 5:29 - Cheer like a crazy woman for Tucker who is on the Junior High Baseball team

5:29 - 5:32 - Drive Carter to his basketball practice (Shout to a passing Dad that he is being left unattended.)

5:32 - 5:35 - Drive back to baseball game

5:35 - 6:29 - Pick back up cheering like a crazy lady at the game. (Our team won by one run. Woot Woot!)

6:29 - 6:31 - Drive back to pick up Carter at basketball.

6:31 - 6:35 -  Drive back to fast food restaurant

6:35 - 6:50 - Feed the gang

6:50 - 7:05 - Drive to baseball practice at the other side of town

7:05 - 8:40 - Watch baseball practice. Cringe over missed throws and smile over awesome plays.

8:40 - 8:55 - Drive home.

8:55 - 9:30 - Send one kid to the bath and do homework with the others.  Rotate. Rotate.

9:30 - 9:40 - Fix glasses of milk and give goodnight kiss. Again. Again.

9:40 - 9:41 - Ignore the mess that has accumulated in my house.

9:41 - 9:43 - Start a load of laundry containing needed ball uniforms.

9:43 - 10:20 - Enter whirlpool bath santuary

10:20 - 10:21 - Move uniforms from washer to dryer.

10:22 - ?  Enjoy a few moments with the love of my life.

Sometime later - Collapse.

I am not complaining....nay....only explaining.  Explaining why I haven't had time to write a blog lately and explaining to myself why I can't fit a run in everyday....or a healthy meal....or a clean house.  It is what it is.  And I wouldn't change a single minute of my days.  The boys are growing and these busy days will pass.  And then I will be sitting around missing it. 

Gotta go.

Time for baths and homework.

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.