6:30-7:30 a.m.: Mad rush to let the dogs out, wake the kids, feed them breakfast, wrestle them to get dressed and out the door on my own because my husband leaves for work before we're all up. (Basically, complete chaos and usually I've forgotten to eat my own breakfast.)
7:30 -9:30 a.m.: Drop kids off at school and drive to work. I live in L.A. so an hour-plus commute each way is totally the norm.
9:30-4:30 p.m.: Write, edit and manage mom-related content for the mom.me website.
4:30-5:30 p.m.: Fight traffic going back to make sure I'm not the last parent to pick up their kids.
6 p.m.: Another mad rush to get dinner on the table in under 30 minutes.
7:30 p.m.: Put the 2-year-old to bed.
8-8:30 p.m.: Attempt to put the 4-year-old to bed and pray she doesn't come out of her room a million times for hours on end.
9-10 p.m.: Clean up dinner, get food ready for the next day, if I have the energy (usually I don't), check emails, pay bills, etc.
10 p.m.: Feel like I must lay on the couch and watch at least one TV show to feel like I did something "for me" today.
11 p.m.: Take a night shower.
12 a.m.: How did it get so late so fast?! Collapse in a heap on my bed.