What is a Supermom?

How can one understand my life if you don't understand my title. Yes I know it is a self given title, but I have a few believers. Two of them would be my daughters.
 
Supermom is not a title to be taken lightly. I have found many turn in their capes after the first few months. Not many can put up with the grueling task of night after night waking up at 2:00am to an infant screaming for comfort, and finding it only in an odd position on the half awake yet half asleep mother. And when the two finally get themselves untangled from a restless night, the energy deprived mother finds it is only 5:30am. Yes, those are most of my mornings. And in my situation, I sleep on the couch because my husband has a job that requires him to have a certain level of alertness.

Once the mother has stumbled on a few toys from the previous night, she tries to get her superpowers together. In my case, this will require many of them. You see, I am the mother of two at night and on the weekends but my load increases by 4 more under the age of 4. No, I did not write that wrong, I am a daycare provider of 4 other toddlers during the week.

For those of you that don't understand the mind of the toddler it is quite simple. FIND THE CLOSEST THING TO ME AND EITHER TRY TO DESTROY IT OR EAT IT. And, if either of those two things are interrupted out comes the ultimate weapon SCREAM TIL THE ADULT'S EARS BLEED. It may sound very harsh, but those that have toddlers or have had toddlers you know what I am talking about.

Now back to my explanation of a supermom. Obviously knowing I have 6 toddlers under my care most of the time would mean I  either need to have extreme patience or an astronomical ability to ignore. Let's just say it really depends on my day.

I have just dealt with the extreme ability to take care of 6 toddlers, but I am also a wife. Which of course means the following to most people; cooking, cleaning, and of course the one the husband runs to when he can't find something. Amazingly I can do it all. The house is spotless when the husband arrives home. Food is on the table, well kinda, thanks to some help from some incredible people. And every item of my husband's is always found, helps to know that the children took it and where it ended up.

This has all been a small sampling of my everyday life. Throughout the rest of my blogs you will find how this intense way of living has affected my mind, sorry in advance for all the mess ups.