Brian and I were talking a couple of days ago about whether other people live like we do, does everyone feel like their lives are chaos, like it never ever stops or gets better, like it's always something going wrong. I hate that my kids are prisoners of my schedule. I hate that I get up at the crack of dawn to get ready and drag my kids out of bed before the sun is up. I hate that I get home so late every day that any extra-curricular activities are nearly impossible, either because they start too early or because J is so worn out by that time of day that he can't cope. I hate that it feels like we're constantly rushing - rushing to get out the door to work or school, rushing to throw dinner together so we can eat before 8:00 at night (because you know all my grand ideas about prepping ahead of time never work out like I think they might), rushing to cram in dinner and bath and bedtime for the boys before it's ridiculously late, trying to find time on a weeknight to do something that's fun and not work work work for everyone, trying to find "me" time (hard to do when I get up at 5:15, get home at 5:45, and the evening is all things for kids and house and it's knocking on 10:00 by the time I get them both settled, so it's not like that leaves a lot of time before I'm getting up for work again).
Is it just us? Is everyone else as together as I imagine they are? I just can't figure out any way to make things run more smoothly.