I feel like Wonder Woman

DAYCARE: Today was Oliver's first day at daycare. It was easier than with Amelia but only because I already knew the teachers and was comfortable with how it would all go. I still called 4 times just to check in on him — he actually took 3 naps and ate like a champ! Only once had he taken all 4 ounces of a bottle for me and today he took three 4-ounce bottles. I'm guessing food was his comfort today.

THE PHONE CALL: Around 2pm Tyler called and he was headed home with a nasty case of food poisoning. I knew that most likely meant I'd have to do our nightly routine without the help of Tyler (and that's a lot because Tyler does half, if not more, of the daily duties — I couldn't ask for a better partner.)

THE PICK-UP: I got the kids at school and thankfully they were both in great moods, that is until I told Amelia that she couldn't take her blankie home with her because that was her school blanket. I even made up a story that after all the kids and grown-ups go home and the lights are turned off all the blankets got up and had a dance party and if she took her blankie home her poor blanket would have to miss the party. She didn't care — until I got both kids settled in the car and then she decided she felt bad that her blankie would have to miss the party and she wanted to take her back inside. It was too late though.

THE HOME FRONT: I made Amelia dinner and let her watch Annie as she ate, I played with Oliver, cleaned up his spit-up, washed all the bottles from the day, cleaned up the kitchen, took the kids outside so I could grill the pork chops I had marinating all day, played catch with Amelia as Ollie sat in his bouncy chair, took the kids inside, wrapped up my pork chop, took Oliver to his room to feed him and put him to bed, got Amelia grapes and a treat for being such a good girl and helpful big sister, gave her a bath, brushed her teeth, read her stories, said prayers and put her to bed. I then ate my pork chop standing at the kitchen counter; put the grill away.

It was a great feeling knowing that I could do our evening rush by myself, if need be. I know that for most moms this is their typical evening and they never get the help I do. It also made me realize, even more, just how lucky I am to have Tyler.