When my children were small,the toughest part of the day was getting to work.完整短文

When my children were small,the toughest part of the day was getting to work.完整短文
When my children were small,the toughest part of the day was getting to work.
完整短文

When my children were small,the toughest part of the day was getting to work.完整短文
When my children were small, the toughest part of the day was getting to work. There were diapers(尿布), formula(奶粉), changes of clothes to worry about for the children. There was their breakfast, and I must make sure they were clean and ready for the day. It was pretty chaotic(混乱的). I have always been one to worry more about making sure everyone else had what they needed than to take care of myself.Hopefully, I had my clothing and my packed lunch set out so that I could quickly get ready and then turn my attention back to getting the children ready.
I tried to keep my routines pretty easy in the morning. There just wasn't time, but that was OK as long as I kept moving. I would manage a quick look at myself in the full-length mirror just before I dashed out the door.
Once a week we had management team meetings and it was important to be there on time and to appear relaxed and confident. We would go around the conference table, each reporting
on successes and areas of concern. When it came around to my turn, all eyes would be on me as I had my chance to brag(自夸) on my programs and increasing clever .
I thought I was pretty good at playing the role of the cool, calm, collected program manager until one week I arrived at one of these management team meetings and as the discussion went around the table, getting to me. There were strange looks on the faces of the others looking at me. I started to feel a little uneasy as that " what's going on?" feeling grew more intense. My closest colleague started doing this strange nodding thing in my direction. It was then that I realized that I had my dress on inside-out.

我的孩子们还小，（未成年），生活中最困难的日子就是去拼命工作