Whoever said that “moms can do it all” was probably a man. That man most likely never cooked, cleaned, or took care of any kids himself. This nameless man that I’ve villainized in my head was a liar. You should not have to do all the things.
2020 was hard, but I worked even harder to make fun memories with my family. I chose to remember the good. There was still a lot of frustrated tears and “I hate this year” slipped out a lot, but I didn’t hate the whole year, just the truly sucky bits that I am not going to get into here.