Drowning

In work. And heat. Too many things to do. Too hot. Too much work. Too hot. Too many child care favors. Too much money spent on child care. Too hot.
Today:
Sweating and pumping as I write. Need to straighten up house so L can come clean (sounds weird but if there is shit everywhere she cannot do her job). 8am baby caregiver comes. 8:30 big kid caregiver comes. Need to give her cash and plan for the day. Book to school. 9-11am meet with coworker for summer job number #1. 11-12 meeting at school for summer job #2. Not really prepared for either and I am the coordinator for the latter and need to begin the former on Monday. 12:20-1:20 tutor on 99 St and West End. 1:45 pm meet babies with their caregiver on 96 st & 5th Avenue. Pay her for the week. 2pm appt for babies. Meet good friend/J's teacher there for their 4 month (4 shots each shit!) visit. Thank you M for coming! Walk home. Oh, it is going to be 99 degrees today, did I mention that? Meet MoJo back at home, pay that caregiver. Wait for F to walk in the door. Welcome home! Pass the baton, I mean the 4 children, to him. Head to East End Avenue for final tutoring session. Thank you tía T for coming over in the interim to help F. Come home from tutoring. Eat, pump, sweat, Oh yeah, logistical problem today. No time, literally, to pump from when I leave 8:30 to when I see the babies for the doctor. Even if I could, I would not be able to transport in this heat. So, if you see me walking around with DD boobs, that is why. Kind of cool that I can change/choose my chest size. Ok, no more complaining for now, there may be some relaxation this weekend before the grueling job begins on Monday.