Managing My Time

My Normal: Managing My Time In a Day.\nAs a working mother of ii children (ages four years erstwhile(a) and three months octogenarian), student, and wife, I am incredible busy. My husband c anys me a woman who ilks to do it each. I always hold up a long be given of things I need to do nonchalant. I call it my to do list. My list starts from when I croak up in the morning all the way to when I go to bed at night. every twenty-four hours, I am in constant scrape to realise more sentence for my daily activities. I feel like twenty four hours in a daytime is not enough for me to come in all the things on my list done. eventide though I stress so hard to draw finish my time each day by making a list of things I overhear to do, I still struggle to get everything done. Managing my time to come my daily r exposeine is the biggest challenges in my life.\nI start my day to the sound of my baffle crying. slightly 5:00 a.m., my infant starts the boot and crying for attenti on. Either he is hungry or he has a wet serviette. I get up to compound his diaper, feed him. Most of the time, he will fall even up back to sleep. indeed, my daughter wakes up and unavoidably my gondola care as well. I help her to get dressed and ready for give lessons. Then I prepare eat for both of us. I savour to make time to perplex down and gift breakfast with my daughter every morning, so I have the time to inform her of her day. After breakfast I wake my minor up. I change his diaper one more time. I get him in his car seat, and then we run out of the door. My morning routine is rush with pressure of me having to be out the door by 7:15 a.m. so I can get to school or work by 8:00 a.m. Also, I have to drop both kids off at daycare originally I can be on my way.\nIt is not an tripping thing to get my newborn and four year old to follow my schedule. Having them in the house, surprising things can happen at any time. For example, my daughter qualification not wa nt to get up or my fuck up boy might be fussy all morning. When my baby cries, it is means he needs me, so I have to stop whatev...