I have joined the ranks.

I have been many things.  I have spent some time as a know it all, bank teller, a waitress, Subway restaurant owner, a diva, a booboo fixer, taxi driver, and now I can add something very special. I have joined the ranks of "SUPERHERO" Yes that's right, I am now a working mother.

When I had my boys it was decided that one of us would always be home with them. Even as they grew up and were in school, we wanted someone to be available to them all the time. Someone to pick them up and make them chicken soup when they are not feeling well, someone to call in sick on a snow day, or just to walk them to the classroom...every day. I just always assumed that person would be me. It wasn't until recently that things changed. My husband Arthur is now that person and I have taken on the momentousness task of becoming a superhero.

I am lucky. I love my job. Mind you, it's only been three shifts, but this job was meant for me. I get to pick out cute clothes every day, have a reason to wear make-up and brush my hair every morning, and I get to work with people. I get free coffee and the food there is awesome too!

As the days go on, I realize why working mothers are graced with the title of superhero. This is how things have changed...and in some cases, stayed the same:

* The time I get to spend with my kids is fleeting. So those moments are spent with 100% appreciation for the crazy little people they are.

* I still have to do the dishes, make the meals, get the laundry done and clean the house.

* I no longer fold bed sheets or towels. They get crammed into the closet. I also gave up on matching socks. Who the hell has time for that?!

* My needs come last...for now.

* I feel great pride in being able to support my family.

* I love not being the boss! But there are times when that diva poker her head out and wants to make changes or do things differently!

* It is amazing how fast I can do my hair and make-up, make two lunches and breakfast for four people, all the while playing referee to two boys who are fighting for the galaxy!

* I drink an obscene amount of coffee.

* I value more all the things I get to do, like spending time dancing, boot camp with my closest friends, or time watching tv with my husband.

* I turn into a pumpkin at around 10pm.

* I now pick my shoes based on how much I think my feet will hurt after a shift. There is no sitting down at work.

* I miss my kids when I am away from them more than usual.

* Money spent is now judged by hours worked. Like dinner out is an entire day worth of work?!

*  My brain really wont turn off now!

* I bit off more than I can chew.... but that is pretty typical with me. And I will come out on top, smiling, because I always do.

*  I will still dance three nights a week, do boot camp twice a week, raise money for the food bank, bake cakes, teach my kids how to have fun, be a wife, a mother, and now a superhero, because these are all things I love. Yes, I might go crazy, but I can sleep when I am dead! No one will ever say I wasted this life away. It was a gift given to me, and continues to be given everyday... I will not squander it.