Most days are very routine. Get the kids ready, take them to school, work for 8+ hours, pick them up, shuttle the oldest one to an extracurricular activity, go home, make dinner, sneak in some snuggle time, and go to bed. I like our routine; it’s simple and sweet, and usually leaves time for me to get things done in the evenings after the kids are asleep, or spend a little extra time with their daddy before we both pass out. However, not all days are just routine. There are hard days. And those hard days are the days I shine. …..my feet hurt, my back hurts, and I’m a…