And as you can imagine, balancing five children and life in general is at best a juggling act, at worst it takes the skill and planning of a rocket launch.
So imagine the surprise (and heartbreak) of finding out that my husband has been switched to a schedule that has him working nights. More specifically, 1-10 PM. Even more specifically, the time that the four who are NOT going off to college in August have cheer and football games (both girls), tumbling (again, the girls), boy scouts (youngest son), soccer (oldest son), invitation only acting class (oldest son), and baseball (youngest son). I am one (count it- ONE) person. Sadly, I am also one person who can not eat without throwing up- which screws up logistics even further......(time for dinner, check; time to throw up said dinner NOT IN THE SCHEDULE). Also, I have completely and totally uncontrolled hypertension, which does not coexist peacefully with supermomhood. To be honest, I don't know how this new gig is going to turn out, but I'm pretty sure it won't turn out well.
My health and sanity is at risk here- feel free to send any positive energy my direction.