Ok so when examining what to write about on this blog I had a hurricane of ideas swirling in my head but to be honest that’s no different then any other day for me! I am on the perpetual hamster wheel.

I have three kids and a great job but balancing it all is like walking on ice skates while balancing 45 plates in each hand and being asked to do a cartwheel…oh and by the way don’t break the plates…..hmmm.. Difficult is an understatement.

As parents and people I think guilt is one of those emotions that you live with and as a mom you seem to always be “judged.”  By the parents at the park by colleagues and it really is just part of the gig. Here is a little window into my day it starts at about 4:30am. This is after a night of getting up and down with a 5 month old baby who gets up about every hour and a for a snack.

He is the easy one by the way, we haven’t yet got to the 2.5 and 5 year old boys yet. I jump out of bed my clothes have already been laid out the night before because no one wants to think at 4:30 am. Plus if I wake up my husband I might hear huffing and puffing for a week that I was disturbing his beauty sleep. I Pump my boob while putting on my make-up and start the Keurig. Then I hear it moommmmmmm I want a yogurt. This is the 2.5 year old much like a ticking time bomb that may go off at any moment (handle with care) those tantrums are brutal especially at 4:45am!!! Pause boob pumping straight to the DVR for the latest episode of the worst cartoon on the planet Caillou WTH the show is horrible but it brings quiet and for that I am thankful! Soon my other son Avery rises asking if I am going to work “yes buddy love you I have to go.” Running out the door coffee in hand  into my sanctuary my mini haven AKA the MINI VAN!!! I never thought I would love a car so much, I realize people have great hatred for the mini van I absolutely love mine it is like a little piece of heaven. I get in put on some tunes and Zen for my 7 min ride to work! Get to work prepare for the show. We have lots of fun during the show! I will admit some days are more fun then others but no complaints here!  I use my breast pump a couple times to keep up with the babies demands. I have a lovley poncho to cover up and pump while talking on the air nothing like multitasking ( I have a very understanding co-host)! After the show commercials to produce and more breast pumping to do that is never ending. Then I have to go get the kids…ahhh the kids my 3 boys that have so much energy they could power NY city for days. After the pick-ups it’s park time. Strap on the baby (I have a hell of a carrier) stick him on a boob and run. Yesterday we went bug hunting at a park with no potty. What was I thinking!!!!!! I absolutely forgot and ultimately paid the price!!!! My 2.5 year old starts freaking out  "I have to poop I have to poop!" It is interesting how two year olds like to wait till they are about to have an explosion in their pants before they tell you they have to go the bathroom!  It was either that or poop in his pants or let him poop behind a tree.  I couldn’t let him poop in his pants thats just mean. The tree was the only option as a responsible mom I loving tried to wipe him with some dry leaves. As a gift I received a good dose of poop finger and yes the baby is still strapped on breastfeeding during this fiasco what an S show!! I did dig a hole and cover the poop and the boys continued playing. When it was time to leave we all raced to the car I packed everyone up strapped them in and then realized my two year old only had one shoe on. “What happened to your shoe?”  He replies“I lost it in the race.”  Yaaaaa mommy now gets to go on an adult Easter egg hunt for a shoe fifteen minutes later I gave up the hunt and said adieu to the poop and the shoe. Then it is time to go home for a quick snack before tae kwon do, the first class exciting (for the boys not me)! Let’s be honest by this time I am so exhausted  I want to pull my eyes out but I must press on  (I think of Dory in Nemo"just keep swimming just keep swimming") !!! Thirty minutes later we are packed up in the car and on to a new adventure. Twenty minutes of quiet in my sweet mini van they are so tired their eyes start getting heavy I contemplate driving another hour or so just for the silence but it is tae kwon do time. I must say I am so thankful for the tae kwon do guy for giving my 2.5 year old a shot, he just saved me a forty minute tantrum and for that I am grateful!!!! By the time class is over they are exhausted beyond belief which means they are actually more hyper. So here I am chasing after a two year old with a baby in hand while my 5 year old snickers ha ha wow this sure is funny. Then you get the looks from the parents …the bless her heart look...where everyone feels bad for you ... thinks you’re a bad mom or thinks your crazy. I sometimes feel like screaming my day started at 4:30am I am working on 2 hours of sleep give me a break people!!!! I finally heard the cats into my van …ahhh back to the sanctuary it is DVD time !!!! Silence... oh wait not yet the five month old is sooo tired so he screams for about ten minutes until he passes out then silence. Get home unload …oh great dads home but he is working out which means mom fly’s solo for another 45mins. Tub time …wow I had no idea the ocean had relocated to my bathroom floor.  Three wet towels later the boys are running around the house naked while I finish making dinner. Dad comes in from working out... dinner is served. The phone rings time to skype oh S (this is what happens when you are a parent you never say the word just the first letter)  I totally forgot I promised my grandparents the could skype the kids tonight. Twenty minutes later the skype call is over and the kids are unhinged .....my dinner is cold it will have to wait because it’s BEDTIME! Debates over bedtime snacks ensue... I win! They are sleeping five minutes after books and now I can eat my dinner with a kiddo on my boob but I’ll take it (thank you god for the microwave otherwise I would never eat a hot meal)!8pm on the couch I am calling it, shower and bed time I have to do it again tomorrow or in 2 hours when the baby gets up . Did I mention I am tired…Don’t judge... because I can tell you it’s been a long day!

Abbi