When coworkers are discussing the latest novels they've read, and you can't remember the last time you read a book that had more than 100 words or didn't have colorful pictures on each page.
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10/18/08 at 12:17pm
...when grocery shopping ALONE is the most supreme luxury you can think of
...when you take annual leave in 2- and 3-hour chunks so you can spend time at kiddo's school and functions
You find yourself at an important meeting with a Spongebob sticker on your shirt and glitter glue on your purse.
Your 5 yr. old has memorized the menus of both Boston Market and the nearby pizzeria.
You maximize your time at red lights by filing your nails, deleting old contacts from the cell phone, reorganizing the kids' CD's, etc.
You have had a tense conversation with a professor, coworker or boss that included the phrase, "Well, I'm sorry you feel that way, but my kids come first."
When you look in the rearview mirror to check on the kids, see empty carseats and start to panic until you realize you are on your way to work and not suppose to have the kids! They are perfectly safe where they are suppose to be.