So, I've managed to cram my week with not just meetings, but also mommy-guilt make up time.
* Extra nursing sessions to help accomodate the child with a growth spurt and the daycare workers who don't know how to cope with a breastfed child.
* Going to child's talent show on the one evening I don't have much of anything going on, after a full day of back-to-back meetings.
* Delivering snacks to my daughter's Girl Scout troop on Friday afternoon, even though I really don't have time on my lunch hour to get the snacks (see above for why).
* Delivering a home-cooked meal to one of my Moms Club folks, because she just had a baby. And they did it for me back in September. Payback is hell.
* Trying to fill in for overworked husband on the parenting end, so he can have some semblance of free time this week.
* Finishing gigantic project at work that was neglected for weeks because of ill children taking up my work time.
Why do I do this to myself? I know superparents don't exist.
But in one quick bound off a tall building, I leap into parenting duties and work without fear of speeding bullets (or deadlines).