Multitasking SuperMom

Double tasker, triple wonder,
thy name is woman and more
specifically 'mother', casually and
wholly competently staging with
minimum effort successive events
of note in anyone's lifetime, the
ultimate manager par excellence.
She was the talk of her small town,
bright and able, mother to teens
and a series of infants - pop! -
they're there. How does she
manage...?! The older cohort busing
home from school, the tinies 
brigade tucked in for naps,
she set a pot of oil on her kitchen
stove to prepare a treat for all,
veered off to the bathroom, was
distracted, forgot the pot and its
evil contents. Soon enough she
managed to grab the one-year-old,
failed with the others. The tiny
coffins for the two- and three-year-olds
burned beyond recognition in that
unfortunate conflagration, awaiting
burial; that question answered:
because she failed to manage triple
tasking she will be haunted all the
days of her natural life, no question.