We gave birth to them, but yet we let them rule our lives. One wonders if we are their parents or the reverse is true. You fuss about their hair, their nails, their uniforms, their everything as though your life depends on it.
I know that you are crazy about your children, but have you realised that for some time now your husband has taken a back seat? Your marriage has ceased to exist, it is dying out.
Breath, please breath. They will not die if you check on them only once in the night or if you did not call their school between dropping them off and picking them up.
Nurture your other relationships, more so your marriage.