Super Mom VS. A Super Mom
Super Mom- you know the type. She’s in the PTA. She makes meals from scratch. She sews her kids clothing. She uses cloth diapers. She has fresh baked cookies waiting when they arrive home from school. Oops, wait- she drives them to and from school, they don’t ride the bus. She has a spotless home. Her marriage is one others envy. She is involved in church leadership. She always looks clean and put together. She is fashionable. Her home is something out of a Martha Stewart magazine. She has baby books filled out in great detail for each child. Their artwork is ALL saved and stored properly. She never wears glasses, she always has time for contacts. When you ask for help she is the first one to volunteer. She runs the bake sale. She has a garage sale every year. Her SUV is always clean and smells wonderful. She writes a blog for her family, for fun, for her crafts, and for her cooking endeavors. She’s perfect!
A super mom- YOU, ME, HER! Reality of what a mom is. We signed up for the PTA…whether we attend is another story. We make some meals from scratch. Our sewing machines collect dust in the basement. We considered cloth diapering, but realized it was so much easier to just toss the dirty one. Fresh baked cookies come from a pre-made mix. We drive our kids to school…on the days they miss the bus because we overslept. Our homes ARE spotless, but in areas where we take photos O-N-L-Y! Our marriages are good, they continue to grow. And so on and so on….
The point? The point is this: I’d rather be A super mom than SUPER mom! Why? Because by being Super Mom’s we put a false facade out there of who we really are. The most important thing to me is to be able to look back and remember the time I spent with my kids, the memories I made, the laughter…rather than the beautiful outfit I sewed, craft I made or what have you. Don’t get me wrong, I love to sew, craft, bake, cook and quite honestly clean….but the reality is that those things get done AFTER, after I do the important things- love on my kids.
The Reality? The reality is that my house is often a disaster, shoot I can’t keep up sometimes. Sometimes my kids get frozen meals for dinner, and that’s OK. My kids get to do crafty fun projects with me, but honestly I am a total control freak and the disaster of my home creates such anxiety in me that the thought of doing something to ADD to it is often too much.
The Truth? The truth is that I am laying all out on the line here. I am NOT Super Mom…I am a super mom! I wouldn’t want it any other way! I’m not bragging, honestly I’m not. Being a super mom is my #1 goal in life, screw the Super Mom!