The superhero

Superheroes are lauded for dropping everything and saving the world, for looking out for the Greater Good. But while they're out there bragging about their goodness, there are others quietly taking care of the Smaller Good.

This morning I thought about wearing a cape, but anyone who's seen The Incredibles knows capes are just too dangerous. So no cape, not even knickers on the outside of my clothes - just jeans, a t-shirt and a raincoat - and dropped everything to be with my little girl.

She woke this morning feeling out of sorts. A nightmare about being left alone forever will do that. This girl, who is known for her super toughness, independence and resilience, let down the armour and released the tears - and even asked for a cuddle. And on the rare occasion my girl lets me in to her fragility I wrap her tightly in my arms.

The catch was, she was keen to go to her last day of kinder for the term, but teary at being away from me today.

I had plans. During that five-hour kinder session I intended to bake for the weekend, pack for camping and do some work while feeding the baby. Instead I stayed by her. Because really, does it matter if we have bought hot cross buns instead of homemade ones? Or if I'm not organised and we leave an hour later tomorrow? Does the world end because I finish an article next week instead of today? No. It does not.

This is just what any mum does, really. But today I'm a superhero because I helped for an entire five hour kinder session. FIVE HOURS. With twenty four-year-olds. That's why I'm sitting down for a few minutes now - I'm seriously not cut out for this working with kids caper. Those who are truly are superheroes.

Today is about making my girl remember that she is safe and loved.

I didn't save the world, but today I saved Her World.