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The Supermom Phenomenon

The baby is crying (she is hungry), phone is ringing, someone is at the door.  Shake up the bottle with one hand while you hold the baby under your arm, phone to your ear with the other hand, while peeking out around the curtains. 
One needs her hair brushed, one cant find his phone.  Hubby needs a pair of socks....baby is crying again (wet this time).  Stop in the laundry room on the way to change the baby, fill a hamper with clean clothes from the dryer while listening for the baby.  Give the man his socks.  DAMN I have to pee!!!  Do it later, gotta change the baby.
Time to cook dinner.  Baby is crying (this time she she sleepy).  Fix a bottle, swaddle baby and get her to sleep.  Just enough time to fix dinner, fix the boy and girl their plates......then guess who is awake.  DAMN I am hungry!  Eat later, gotta play with the baby.  Hubby is finished eating, so grab a plate and  shovel it in quick before she cries AGAIN.
Really would like to read, but guess what!  The baby is crying (another diaper, muddy this time) Just forget it, I will read while I take a bath.
Splish splash, baby bath and bed time. Warm bottle for bed time and get the little one fed.  She is out like a light in record time!  Run up to the tub, all excited.  Kindle in one hand, towel in the other.  Hot water feels amazing!  Better wash my hair first...just in case!  Aaaahhhh squeaky clean!  I will just lay back and read for 10 minutes, then better get some sleep before feeding #1.  Minute my back touches the tub....waaaaaah waaaaaaaaah!
Up and out, down the stairs two at a time.  An hour and a half later and Super Mom HAS to sleep or her powers are gone.

Off to dream land, where no Mom needs a cape.  Eat when I'm hungry, pee when I need to, long hot baths in abundance! Millions of books to read and nothing but time. Long phone conversations with friends who have no kids.  Blissful sleep for as long a Mom can stand it.  
Until.....
It's 2 am and someone is hungry, wet, muddy and crying.  Reach for the cape Mama.

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