Why am I up at the ass of crack of dawn, before the birds and the sun?
Why am I eating an already picked over bowl of Lucky Charms for breakfast, i.e why am I eating soggy cereal? Why am I eating Lucky Charms without marshmallows? And seriously, why am I eating Lucky Charms to begin with?
Why am I sitting on the floor, coloring pictures of cartoon characters I do not recognize while guzzling half a cup of lukewarm coffee?
Why am I spending hours every day scrubbing ketchup from my clothes, pee from my living room carpet, crusted bits of mac and cheese from my couch, and crap (literal crap) from my daughters pants?
Why am I playing soccer in the 90-degree sun?
Because I am parent.
Because I am mom.