Today, I got up early to start the day so I could get ahead of it. I got myself ready in a quick fashion and proceeded to remind the girls to get themselves going. Emma is fine on her own but Maia still needs some help picking out clothes and getting dressed and even if she doesn’t NEED the help she still likes it. After that, it’s on to cramming everything in the morning before it’s school drop off and off to work I go. I made breakfast – eggs, toast, fruit, two waters on the table, two glasses of oj because the second both girls sit down they ask for everything. Yell up the stairs to let them know breakfast is ready and start on lunches.  One peanut butter and jelly, one ham and cheese with sides cutup. Snack for Emma I got creative and mixed a bunch of different snacks together in a bag to surprise her, put it all in the “EMMA B” marked snack bag.  Sat down with both girls to help them finish off their breakfast, grabbed their vitamins, and told them next up was hair. I’m not so good at hair so brushing and braids isn’t very ideal for me so I brushed through it sprayed the anti lice detangler spray and told them to get their socks and shoes on. Made sure Emma had her folder in her bag and Maia had her shoes on. Piled both girls into the car to drop Emma off at school and bring Maia back home until our nanny Jojo arrives so I can race to work while Jojo does Maia preschool dropoff. Damn that’s a lot to get done in one morning. Now here’s the catch – what if I told you this was NOT me, Marcell, but this was all done by Dad Raj. My point here is that often times I’m quick to think that I do it all and I don’t. The reality is I like doing it all. It’s a sense of self and this mother’s day while I’ll gladly take the bow as a mom because I am I also think it’s safe to thank my husband for his active role in this family. He’s not the dad that won’t jump in when I have to go to work early or get home late, in fact he’s the dad that will do it all. What prompted this outburst is I once again read a blog post about how dad’s don’t do enough and sure that might be true – each situation is different. I certainly can’t speak to what other’s go through but I can speak to what I go through. My husband wants to attend every parent teacher meeting, will jump at the ready to go to on a field trip, proudly takes my daughter to the multicultural event and has no trouble making sure both girls have everything fully packed for soccer, gymnastics, karate, ballet, swimming and the multitude of other things these girls are participating in. Raj will take them to each of these extracurricular activities not because he’s giving me a break (well, maybe sometimes) but because he genuinely wants to be there. I guess I think often times we are too quick to lump dads in the dad’s category and assume that some dad’s get enough credit and maybe they do. When it comes to my husband being a dad, or father of the year, I believe that he is both the best and it needs to be yelled out from the mountaintops. Does he drive me crazy sometimes? Yes. Do we see eye to eye all the time? Hell NO. But will he take our daughters to the doctor’s if they are sick and I’m at work? Yes he will and he knows where the doctor’s office is. We are a team and the things he doesn’t do are things I secretly want to. Those are the things that make me a mom. If he doesn’t read this that would be fine too because Raj doesn’t lack confidence (said with LOVE) but he does deserve a shout out here and there and not to be lumped into the category of “dad’s that don’t help”. For this mother’s day he deserves some recognition because without him I wouldn’t be able to be the mom that I am.