You know that mom who is so stressed that she actually exudes crazy right out of her pores? She runs around like a mad woman, wrangling children, buckling seatbelts, putting in pacifiers. she is so busy that you can't actually talk to her on the phone - she has screaming children in the background, she keeps saying STOP THAT in mid-sentence, and she's using both her hands to cook a meal and hold a baby while the phone is lodged between her ear and her shoulder. She doesn't actually hear or see anyone, she is too busy with her all-important job of being a mom. She also tailgates and uses her car's horn liberally.
I hate that mom.
This week, I am that mom.