SuperMom

 A month after the baby was born, he received an assignment and told me he would be leaving at the end of the week. To where, I don't know, when he would be back I knew even less. I was frustrated.  He was leaving me with 3 kids and without friends and family, this was not going to go good. We all got in the car to take him to the airport. 3 kids, 3 car seats. The baby was one month old, #2 was 15 months old and the oldest was 3 ½ . This task was a circus act. With three kids it's like you run out of arms. Finally got into the car and drove to the airport.
When we watched his plane leave, I cried but not because I was going to miss him but because I knew I was going to go crazy with all these kids. I was 100% in charge of every diaper change, every night time feeding, every tantrum.
Grocery shopping was the worse. Have you ever tried going shopping with one child now times that by about 30 and now you know whats it's like with 3 kids under 4. We lived on the 2nd floor of an apartment building with only stairs. The apartment was over our garage. trying to get groceries into the home was a nightmare. I felt like the  old age problem of the wolf, the goat, and the cabbage. But me being me, I was able to carry a baby in a carrier, 3 bags of groceries, a purse, guide two children S-L-O-W-L-Y up the stairs and unlock the door. This is when I discovered I was SUPERMOM! why didn't anyone ever tell me.