My alarm went off at 5:30 this morning. I jumped out of bed, started the coffee, and went right down my to-do list. Lunches—check! Breakfast—check! Crock pot scrambled eggs for MOPS group later this morning—check! The toddler’s diaper bag packed and ready to go—check! Kids up and dressed and fed—check!
By the time we walked to school, I was feeling pretty good about myself. For about five minutes, I entertained thoughts like, “I’ve got this mothering three thing down. The toddler’s on a nice schedule, the noisy boys are getting their homework down and going to bed early. Look at me! I’m amazing!”
Right.
On our way to school, I noticed a few kids on bikes looked kind of dressed up. As the noisy boys joined their classmates in line at school, I noticed everyone looked nice today. That's when it dawned on me: it’s picture day.
And my boys are dressed in old t-shirts and army shorts.
Yeah, I’ve got this mothering thing down all right. When I remember to look at my calendar.
And the toddler with the nice schedule? Yeah. He’s been jabbering for the last two hours instead of sleeping. And now it’s almost time to walk back to school and get the noisy boys. No nap today.
Any illusions that I’ve got it going on over here are just that: illusions. I was reminded of that this morning at our MOPS kickoff meeting. If I try to do this motherhood thing on my own, it just doesn’t work. I need to rely on God and reach out to friends and family for support.
Supermom doesn't exist. At least not at my house!
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Hope MOPS went well this morning.
So, did you go back and get different shirts for the pictures???
I've always seen you as a supermom! you rock, girl. glad to see you have a sense of humor about yourself! we could all use a little of that in these times!
My wife comes very close to being a super mom. I have GBS so she cares for me. We have 3 sons that she gives the boys baths. Gets them dressed. She is finishing her last semester of college majoring in accounting and information systems. The university she goes to is 77 miles away in Kerrville, Tx so she actually travels 144 miles a day. On Saturdays she cleans house and plays with the boys. In the evening she does her homework. She even makes time for her lovely husband when he needs her and she needs him. She never neglects intamacy and love. She is a preachers wife as well. So, members of the church expect things from her even though she isn't paid. I love her so much. She definately has stuck with the vow in sickness and heal, in richer or poor, good times and bad, til' death do you part. I love my wife more than life itself. I want to thank you for this wonderful post and blog. You do such a fantastic job with what you. God bless all you do. Keep up the great work sis. Your blog is one of my favorites. I hope to come visit more as time and health allows. I am still suffering with neurological pain, migraines, and extreme fatigue. So I am sorry I haven't commented as much as I should have but wanted to enourage you sis and let you know you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Nope, no SuperMom at this house either! I might be super sometimes, but I figured out that I can't be super all the time! I hope MOPS went well. By the way, I've done this same thing before, with picture day. They were actually some of the best pictures we've ever had - really captured the kids as they were, and looked great!
She doesn't live at my house either.
Oh girl! You and I sound so much alike...just when it seems so easy, SOMETHING happens to bring us down to earth! Motherhood is humbling.
AMM -- Nope. No time to go back. I've resigned myself to the fact that their first grade pictures will LOOK like first grade pictures!
Anon -- Thanks. I don't see myself that way at all. But thanks. :-)
Preacherman -- thanks for sharing. I love to hear people truly appreciate their spouse -- it's easy to focus on the negative, but so much better to focus on the positive!
Sweet Mummy -- thanks for stopping by. MOPS was great. :-)
Mommy Cracked -- Amen. Motherhood has been the most humbling experience of my life. Not a bad thing.
Amen, sister.
Imperfect is perfect, IMO. =)
Day by day, minute by minute, there may not seem to be any glory in it, but you ARE a supermom, and don't you forget it!
A timely post! You go Mom. :~D
BTW, when you have a minute, I have an award waiting for you at Chrysalis. :~D
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