Daddy Has A Lot of Work

Woke up this morning, enormously relieved that I had some mobility back and knew I would be able to make my business trip today, albeit with some care, a slower pace, and light packing. Coughing and farting are still a distant privilege that I hope might become available to me with less spine-shattering pain within the coming days.
I came downstairs and got the boys’ meals and snacks prepared, backpacks and water bottles packed, laundry (not yet put away - from last week) laid out for the boys to choose their outfits, school paperwork completed, boys’ hair done, Santi dressed, teeth brushed, etc. All of this while experiencing the sweats from back pain that I’m pushing through to get everyone to school on time. I’m marching the boys out the garage door and realize 2 of them don’t even have their shoes tied, so when they start to complain that I’m taking too long, I mention that they could’ve asked Daddy to help them with this before he left. Javi informs me that he didn’t want to ask Daddy to help, because Daddy has a lot of work to do. Hmmm. Ok. 
Currently reevaluating my perception of my life now. 🙄🤔