Single parenting

My husband hates when I say that I am a single parent. I think he gets offended and feels like I am being mean. I am not trying to be mean just expressing how I feel. I am the one who gets kids off to school, helps with homework, drives to various destinations including but not limited to; soccer, cub scouts, ballet, field trips, library, church functions etc. I would like to think that i am getting a handle on it all but I know I am not. I live day to day. Not even day to day, activity to activity. I can only focus on one thing at a time. I devote all of my time and attention to that one thing until it is over and I move on to the next thing. I started this right after baby Eha was born. Just get out of bed, just make breakfast, just feed a baby. When I broke my tasks up into little doable bits I was not overwhelmed and could enjoy my little victories. Yes, getting out of bed was a victory. Now I have found that if I think about all of the things I have to do I go crazy. I feel overwhelmed and stressed. So, baby steps. Baby steps through out the day that add up to some serious gained yardage by bed time. I am taking this steps ALONE!! I am not trying to be mean but he is not feeding kids, teaching preschool, coaching soccer, driving kids, making dinner(ok maybe he does that), or bathing kids getting them ready for bed, making deals with 3 year olds, calming babies, listening to pre-teen sass and 9 year old sarcasm. It sounds like I am in a woe is me kind of place but I am not. I get there often but today I would just like to let the Cheffies out there know sometimes all we need at home is a thanks. An acknowledgement of our hard work. I am not expecting a write up in the paper or a formal affair. Just a thanks would suffice!