>Supermom?

>I was reading blog this morning (while eating my lunch and Conner napping), and the cake lady has a great post about being supermom. Now, I can not speak for all of my mommy friends but I am not supermom. I do know several of them...although I don't know that they want to necessarily be called out. Anyway, this got me thinking. What do I consider a supermom? Before I answer my own question, let me just preface by saying that I think society puts that demand onto moms. It's the demand that your kids always look perfect. That you, as a mom, always look completely put together, your house is spotless, you cook everynight, there are never toys to trip over, never a visible snotty nose or dirty diaper. Every hair is in place, make-up done. You show up to playgroups and birthday parites early with a perfectly wrapped gift in hand. You probably made the card to accompany the gift. You're never running late and being frazzled is not something that you experience. That's only if you're supermom. If you are like ME, you forget to pack wipes or diapers but you have FOOD b/c your kid loves it. Sometimes, there isn't anymore milk in the sippy cup and there's no spare in the diaper bag. I showed up for one of my OB appts w/my son in pjs. I had to wake him up just to go, so he ate in the car and I changed his clothes in the waiting room. To top that off, a very sweet family walked in....3 children all dressed perfectly, hair done perfectly. That sure makes a girl like me feel less than adequate. My house is never completely spotless. EVER. I clean a little every day. There are always toys on the floor, I do cook dinner every night but it saves so much money, so there's the motivation for that. I'm usually late for playgroups and the gifts for birthday parties are thrown in a gift baf as I'm getting into the car. Conner is teething so he has a constant runny nose and after his naps, sometimes the snot is in his hair. Do I give him a bath immediately? NO. Absoutely not. I'm a mom; I play with my son. If something doesn't get done today there is always tomorrow. I do my best, that's all I can do.

Do I feel some guilt that I am (clearly) not a supermom? HELL no. I have one life to live and at the end of the day, I want to tell my very hardworking husband funny stories of things that our son and I did that day, not about how I spent my time preping for someone's party/playgroup or cleaning all day. I love living through my 15mo old's eyes. He sees the world as this amazing new place. It's a joy to me to stop cleaning and trying to be this fictional character. I enjoy my non-spotless house. I gain much more than a stupid social label. I have memories of my boy. Memories of him learning, playing, laughing. That is much more important to me.