When don't I feel like I'm not rushing?! My day starts out me getting everyone ready to get my husband to work, then home to get the kids fed, then drive my oldest to school. If I'm waiting to go on a playdate holy moly...it just never seems to end. Some days i forget to throw out what I plan to cook for dinner, so then I am rushing to the store to get something to cook.
I think the rushing ends when i go to bed, and i dread waking up having to do it all over again.