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Introducing the one and only Jess Coatney - the powerhouse mom behind three bustling preschool centers! With a natural talent for wrangling chaos and wearing multiple hats, Jess proudly holds titles such as Chief Juggling Officer, Lady Boss of the House, and Chief Happiness Officer. In the whirlwind of motherhood, she navigates exhaustion with grace and tackles the hustle of everyday life head-on. Join Jess on this wild adventure filled with laughter, inspiration, and a touch of madness as she shares her unique insights on parenting, preschool preparation, and setting the stage for your child's success. Strap in and get ready to be entertained and inspired by Jess's unapologetically authentic journey through the delightful chaos of parenting, owning a business and a successful marriage! 

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A Day in the Life of Supermom: Juggling Footballs, Fundraisers, and Flourishing Preschools with Dry HumoR



Hello, universe! Welcome to the chronicles of your friendly neighborhood supermom. You might notice me wandering around, sporting mismatched socks and a coffee mug that's practically a fifth limb. Life’s a juggling act, but unlike circus performers, I’m working without a safety net (or applause).


Morning Shenanigans:


My day begins at the crack of dawn, 5:30 AM when my internal mom-clock screams, "Coffee—STAT!" I don my supermom cape, which is actually a bathrobe that’s survived more wars than Switzerland. I wake my kids, who have honed whining, screaming, and foot-dragging to Olympic-level perfection. Together, we embark on the epic quest to find "the right shoe." Breakfast negotiations rival the UN's. Finally, we pile into the trusty Suburban, which feels more like an urban safari van braving the wild terrain of cracked sidewalks and unruly scooters.


Preschool Prowess


With my little lions safely deposited at school, I dive into my preschool domains between 3 locations, where 150 bright-eyed kiddos and 30 superheroes (a.k.a. my employees) await their fearless leader. Meetings mimic a three-ring circus, and my administrative tasks are delicately balanced like a toddler’s block tower—hint: they often topple. I’m on a never-ending quest to solve life’s great mysteries, like negotiating lunch trades or curing paper cuts. On the side, I occasionally shower my staff with appreciation (or donuts when creativity fails), and revel in the joys of deciphering why blocks mysteriously end up in toilets.


Tornado Touchdowns:


As evening nears, I transform into my kids’ personal Uber driver—minus tips. Imagine me timing traffic lights like I'm orchestrating a high-stakes heist. Practices are four nights a week, and games are scheduled by someone who clearly failed physics. I’m eagerly awaiting the dawn of teleportation.


Fundraising Fiasco:


Meanwhile, I'm brainstorming fundraisers. Perhaps a car wash starring kids who promise clean windshields but end up soaking each other instead? At our auction, the headliner is my husband’s unique metal art, including a giant fork lamp. Surely, someone wants a dinner conversation piece that doubles as mood lighting?


Homefront Hustle:


After practice, the mission is clear: transform our home from a disaster zone into a living space. Picture a living room post-Naruto party and a kitchen auditioning for a dish soap commercial. My husband, supporting from afar, FaceTimes while hawking his art, reminding me I’m holding it together even as I develop new nervous tics.


The Midnight Millennia:


When the kids are finally asleep, I shift into nighttime CEO mode. Preschool admin tasks, financial forecasts, and a gazillion emails await, with only leftover mac and cheese and mint chocolate ice cream to sustain me. This is where my midnight magic—more like "midnight mayhem"—happens.


Sure, the days are long and sanity’s overrated, but amidst the chaos lie inspiration and laughter. Whether it’s a triumphant touchdown, a preschooler’s giggle, or my husband attempting to convince me I'm not actually unraveling, I find joy. I might be pulled in a hundred directions, but this whirlwind is my life, chaotic and beautiful. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, but about learning to juggle flaming torches. And if nothing else, I’ve mastered making chaos look chic.


Encouraging Life Lesson: Embrace the Chaos with Grace and Humor


Life as a supermom might seem like a never-ending marathon of tasks and tribulations, yet it's essential to remember the power of embracing chaos with grace and humor. If there's one thing I've discovered in this whirlwind, it's the art of finding strength in the unpredictability of each day. When laundry piles resemble mountain ranges and days are stitched together with sleepless nights, it's not just about survival — it's about thriving in the chaos.


This journey has taught me that life, much like a preschooler’s crayon drawing, is beautifully messy. Each day offers new challenges and unexpected joys, no matter how small. It's the spontaneous dance parties in the kitchen, the shared laughter over spilled juice, and the warm hugs after a long day that truly matter.


As I navigate through the frenzy, I remind myself that it's okay to stumble, to laugh at the mishaps, and to celebrate the tiny victories. Remember, the beauty of life's circus lies in learning to juggle all the flaming torches with a smile, even if they singe a little. So, to all the incredible supermoms out there: keep wearing those mismatched socks with pride, pour love into every cup of coffee, and remember that you're crafting a legacy of love, resilience, and humor for your children. Embrace the chaos and keep shining your unique light — you're doing amazing!



Until tomorrow, world—I’m off to search for my glasses (likely on my head) and concoct new adventures, one giggle-induced coffee spill at a time.

Stay Fabulous and Spilled Coffee Enthusiast,


Signed,


Supermom Extraordinaire (a.k.a. the Juggling Tornado of Joy)

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