Moms are busy.
Moms have kids that always need Nummies in their Tummies
because they’re Mindless Eating Machines.
Moms have kids that need to often be reminded
I Think I Can!
Moms have kids that Cry, Sneeze, Barf, Fart and make Annoying Sounds.
Moms sometimes have to yell at their husbands,
Moms know There’s Nothing More Toxic or Deadly Than a Human Child.
We sometimes don’t dare enter their rooms.
So, when Moms can’t
(EH SCOP AY)
their busy lives and the To-Do-Lists that go to
Infinity and Beyond,
they have to multi-task.
I used an acrylic cookbook stand to hold the Science text
so I could read Rebekah’s lesson out loud.
Business shirts were ironed,
and Algebra questions from the teenage boy answered.
I made a few trips downstairs to throw another load in the washer
and pull out meat from the freezer for dinner.
It was one of those rare Super Mom kinda’ days,
where I accomplished so much, I felt like a Superhero.
Now, if I could just muster up enough energy for the sequel…