Brady and Berta

So, I am not dead, but I have been so busy getting back to life, that I feel like it has been months since I got home, not just two weeks. Life continues to progress, full steam ahead, and I feel like I am in a bad "B" movie hanging on to the caboose by my fingertips. When did our days become about the next task? I swore I wouldn't be THAT Mom, who is constantly shuttling her kids, strapped in the minivan, from place to place; activity, to activity. I want to be involved in my kids lives on more than a superficial level. What then, do I let go in order to be able to do that? Question of the day...