Feeling like a cow...

A milk cow, not the fat kind. Although, that too. I am sitting here, pumping, because now that I started to wean Jayce, he now longer wants to nurse unless it is 3 am. I am trying to get my game face on and be able to get my homework and housework done and still spend time with the kids. However, by the time I get homework and/or housework done, there is no time to be spent with the kids. If I take the time to spend quality time with the kids, then I cannot get my homework or housework done. And now I feel like I am wasting my time pumping when I should be doing homework or emptying the dishwasher. I have not figured out how to balance this life I have chosen.