A couple of weeks ago we had some guests over and when they were leaving one of them said, “you’re a supermom.”
I have to say it took all I had in me to resist rolling my eyes at said person. Yes, I have a sarcasm side at times. You ask why? Well, because I’m so far from being a super mom or even close to it. Truthfully, I don’t know any super moms. I know a lot of moms who make mistakes and who never give up. They dust themselves off and keep going. Plus, on top of things I had a deadline to turn in a book and homeschooling the kids.
God knows that I make mistakes. Daily. I admit it. No need to hide it. Some days, I only get through by praying every hour, minute and sometimes every second. Plus, on top of things I had a deadline to turn in a book and homeschooling the kids.
That day, I had so many things that needed my attention. Things that had to be done that day and I was stressing about how it would all get finished. Plus, on top of things I had a deadline to turn in a book and homeschooling the kids.
For me, I cringe if someone calls me a super mom because, in reality, I’m not. I’m just a mom trying to get things done that need to be done. It is as simple as that. Sure, in our home things are done a little different with the way we believe, homeschool and have three of our four children on the autism spectrum. My twins having epilepsy.
Like really, how do you respond to someone who says this to you? I bit the inside of my cheek, smiled and said, “no, I just get things done like any other mom does.” Which two of the three still tried to insist on saying I was the picture of super mom. So, yes, it does drive me nuts.
I do things like any other mom. I get dressed the same way, clean and cook and all those things that moms do. I just have a little more on my plate to deal with.
Has anyone ever called you Supermom before?