Why mommy needs two minutes, and 5 minutes of meditation

I wish I'd written this. Why didn't I write this? I'm so lazy. Why hasn't new client returned emails? I'm sure I'm fired. Oh, client gave three more assignments. If I was good they would have given me four. How am I going to write three assignments by Friday? The kids need shots by Friday so they can go to summer camp and graduate from college in 10 years. I like sleeping with the twins in our bed. Why are they sleeping at 4 in the afternoon? They must have polio because I didn't get their shots on time. Do I have the number of the other mothers we hung out with this morning? I think I still have that CDC contact from that assignment two years ago. I'm sure they are fine. How am I going to meet deadline, interview Giada and tell the other mothers I can't make splash park? I should write thank you notes for all the times the attentive mothers have invited us out. Giada might have an idea about thank you notes. Is that a story idea? She was so nice at the opening. Why didn't I take more pictures? This is why I'm not more successful, lack of technological where with all. Is where with all a phrase? I'll have to look it up. I look too much stuff up. Why didn't I pay more attention in college? I can't remember anything. I blame it on the twins, poor things. They'll grow up thinking it's their fault their mother can't remember general phrases and cliches, or their doctor's appointment. We'll be late, of course, but I'll blame it on my job, or my mother. I should send the author of this Huffington Post article a thank you note. 

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/bunmi-laditan/5-minutes-in-a-moms-head_b_5445948.html?ncid=fcbklnkushpmg00000037