Same routine. Day in. Day out. Alarm goes off, kids, breakfast, lunches, backpacks, the daily drill. A notification on social media from my daughter that honestly, I’d usually overlook until I needed something to read while I was pooping. Yes, I said it, pooping. Secrets out, I poop. But I opened it early that morning. It was plain and to the point; Describe your mom in two words. Her response? Super Woman. It made me smile. It made my heart all warm and fuzzy. Made my day actually. The right hand blinker made that ticky sound. Tick, tick as I entered the freeway on the way back from drop offs…