Supermom

Coming home from work yesterday, I took notice of everything I was carrying in from the car:

My new purse, on my left shoulder, and so large it could contain a small nation.  It actually contained, among other things, various gifts from my students, a full water bottle, and a hardbound copy of The Order of the Phoenix, which is 600 pages and rather heavy.

My laptop, in its carrying case, was slung over the same shoulder.

In my left hand, the days mail.

On my right hip, a 26 pound toddler.

In my right hand, said toddlers lunchbox.

Slung precariously over right middle and index fingers, said toddlers shoes, which she refused to wear.

I took inventory of all this, and how I managed to mount the front steps and OPEN THE FRONT DOOR all while hauling what was easily 50-60 pounds at one time without even thinking about it, and I thought… I am awesome.