Supermom

The other day I texted Derek during the day to let him know that I had victoriously folded the laundry!!!  He responded, "Supermom!"  I responded back saying, "If I really was Supermom, it wouldn't have taken me all day."  Laundry is my nemesis.  It seems the second I start to fold someone wakes up, or wants to be held, or Liv comes whirling through destroying all the piles of folded laundry I have created, or some other chaos breaks loose.

It got me thinking though...Derek is so sweet, he honestly tells me I'm Supermom almost every day, but I am no where close.  However if I was Supermom, it sure would be nice to have:

Lightning speed-  Making it possible to zip around folding laundry, cleaning messes, loading and unloading the dishwasher, scooping dog poop,  all in a matter of seconds rather than completing just one of those tasks spread out over a whole day or (I hate to admit this) but even two days sometimes.

X-ray vision-  So I can see through the walls what my two year old is doing while I'm nursing the babies because it seems she always picks that moment to get into trouble.  The other day she let herself into the backyard, disconnected our make-shift stapled chicken wire fence off the wood fence, and I found her and the dog frolicking in the front yard.  AHHH!

Flight- If I could just fly around town safely (sans car seats) with all three kids on my back, maybe I would actually leave the house once and a while.  

Superhuman strength-  Folks my babies are moving into the over 15 lb range, and I still carry both boys at the same time around the house and up and down stairs frequently throughout the day.  That's 30 lbs of baby I am carrying around!  No wonder my back hurts.

A rock solid post baby bod-  Just kidding.  While it would be appreciated, this one is actually pretty low on the list, but what I really do want is...

A SIDE KICK-  More than anything I would know how to put this to use.  Things are so so much easier when there is one more person to help around here.

Other powers that could come in handy:

• The ability to turning fussing kids into smiling, cooing, content children
• The ability to make kids instantaneously fall asleep when desired
• The ability to function on little sleep without the assistance of Dr. Pepper
• Maybe a Mary Poppins type bag filled with all kinds of entertainment that doesn't add to the rolling hours upon hours of "screen time" poor Liv is exposed to

In all honesty, I am sometimes amazed at how well things go down for the most part in this house all by my unsuper self with three kids two and under including twin baby boys.  I hawk it up to a loving Heavenly Father that wants me to succeed as the mother of these 3 wonderful children because it seems like things could be way way worse.  I did sort of feel like Supermom the other day when I had folded and put away all the laundry.  Liv opened her shirt drawer and noticed that her favorite shirt with the pockets (that she would wear every day if it was clean and even tries to pull out of the hamper when it is dirty) was in her drawer.  She said, "You cleaned my shirts?  Thank you!  Thank you! Thank you!" and began hugging all her clean shirts.  Loved it!  In conclusion, I am no where close to Supermom, but a woman can dream can't she?

A few pictures for the grandparents:

What I am capable of when I do have a my side kick...Easter Egg hunt.  Liv surprised me.  She walked around put some eggs and candy in her basket, and then said all done when there was still plenty of candy for the pickin'.  I said, "there is still more candy to get", and she said, "I have enough."


This actually was a Supermom moment I had today.  I couldn't get anyone to take a decent nap, so I finally gave up and put them all in the jogger so I could go for a run.  Surprisingly all 3 fell asleep!  I ended up running 4.8 miles pushing all three of them because I didn't dare stop when I had such a good thing going.


The boys in their Easter outfits

Never got a good pic of Liv in her Easter dress :( Supermom surely would have, but by far her favorite thing from the Easter bunny was her sunglasses.  She insists on wearing them all the time now to keep the sun out of her eyes

 How I cook dinner every night.  And, also usually Liv insists on sitting on the counter right where I am working to assist

 Boys finally starting to show some interest in their basket of toys

I think this little man is teething.  No bueno!




And the finale...what I get to wake up to every morning.  They are the cutest!  Greet me every morning with these huge smiles.  Makes it all worth it even without super powers