By Mary Friedel-Hunt
I saw a picture on Pinterest last week. The picture was of a mother bird returning to a branch where her three babies were waiting with open mouths. My first thought was wondering what that mother bird felt. Consider the mother who works long weeks at an office job, or any job, and comes home to three children, each of whom wants her attention. After paying the babysitter and taking her home — with the three kids in the car — they return home where mom now cooks dinner, makes sure the kids have their homework done and baths taken and then interacts with each of them individually and together.
By 9 p.m., if she is lucky, she has time