We’re down to one week before the move, and I’m thinking back on the days that I would just move myself from one place to another and think that was traumatic. Now it’s me, my man, two dogs, a cat and Noa. Whole different story. The day started at 5am and now at 9pm, after cooking dinner and finally checking work email, I’m absolutely finished. I have to hand it to the mothers out there – I had no idea how tough this job was. And I work from home, have a fiance that works from home, and a nanny four times a week.

So a round of applause for all those mothers out there. Oprah wasn’t kidding – you really are heroes.