Every day I would love for my husband and children to know how hard I work so they can take every day as a given.  Do they know I just went in a conference room, full of VP's and had to explain the downturn in this economy and what I'm going to do to make it right?  Do they take into consideration it took me 6 hours to get there, and woke up at 4AM?  Do they know that I'm mentally drained when I finally do come  home, and there is not a lot left?

 Absolutely not.  I'm a machine.  I draw energy out of pure love.  I'm exhausted, spent, but still I must go on.  I am a working mother, and collapse into bed, sleeping.  My daughter turns on the lights and demands I check her math, vocabulary, etc.  Next thing I know my son is requesting I quiz him on his Spanish.  Now they leave me alone, and I fall asleep for a couple hours.  Now I wake, worried about work, the economy, and bills.  I know my struggle is not unusual, but watch stupid TV so I can fall asleep at night with other thoughts in my head...........