One thing nobody tells you before you become a parent is how many bags are involved. As a busy, working woman, I have to be prepared for anything and my life has to be fairly portable –so I already had an oversized purse, a computer bag and a gym bag. Needless to say, I kind of felt like a bag lady even before the children arrived. Now we also have a diaper bag for the little one, a book bag for the older one, and on many occasions I also have somewhere between 2 and 12 grocery bags. That is a lot of stuff to carry! I think I need Sherpa training. Or at least a good Yak.
Over the years, I have gotten better at juggling my gear – but I still breathe a sigh of relief when I manage to push the door to the house open, and the lights are on. We have them programmed so that when it gets dark, the lights in the foyer automatically come on so I don’t have to walk into a dark house with my arms full of kids, groceries and bags, bags, bags. I’m pretty sure I could figure it out. My nose isn’t usually carrying kids or holding a gallon of milk. It could probably be used as a lighting-device operator. But I have to say, I’m pretty happy that these brilliant techy people I work with figured out how to make my lights flip on magically so I don’t have to go there.