07/07/2026
To all the moms squeezing in exercise between snack requests, sibling arguments, and potty breaks... I see you. π
Me trying to work out:
βοΈ Get three kids dressed.
βοΈ Pack snacks and water.
βοΈ Load the stroller.
βοΈ Get the big kids on their bikes or scooters.
βοΈ Finally start walking...
Five minutes later:
πΆ One needs a snack.
π² One crashed.
π One is crying.
π΅βπ« I'm questioning every life decision that led me here.
My husband working out:
π Grabs gym bag.
π Drives to CrossFit.
ποΈ Works out.
β Comes home.
No kids.
No stroller.
No snack negotiations.
No tiny people yelling "MOMMMMM!"
And people wonder why he's consistent and I have to give myself a pep talk just to leave the driveway. π