I'm a supermom. Yeah, you heard me.
Okay, I just put curtains up in my house and we've lived here for almost a year and a half. My kitchen (and bathroom) needs a good scrubbing. My eyebrows need plucked, my hair needs washed.
But I'm still a supermom. Because...
Mira is fed. She is clothed (several times a day). She has a clean diaper on I hope. She hastoo many toys to play with. She is happy.
I may not be able to leap tall buildings, but I bet you've never seen someone move as fast as I can during nap time. That's MY super power. Who'd have thunk that chores that used to take me hours can now be done in one hour's time? Amazing what kind of super powers you get when you become a mother. And if I don't get the chores done...well, I'm still awesome because I probably took a nap with Mira. Which is just as important because who wants a cranky mama? I consider it doing my family a favor ;-)
I write this for all the days I don't feel amazing, or like I'm not even close to supermom. Those days come too often, and I'm telling them to get behind me!
You want to know something? I honestly don't feel like the world is judging me for the decisions I'm making as a mother. For the most part, every other mother I have encountered has always been supportive and loving when we are discussing the choices we make for our children. Although we don't all make the same ones, I have yet to meet someone who says, "Oh boy that's really bad. Why would you do that to your kid?"
Sure, I've had people give some unwanted advice. And some who I could tell probably did want to say something but stayed quiet. But really, most of the judgment I feel...is coming from myself. I expect a lot out of me, and I know many others feel the same way. We want to be the best at EVERYTHING. I mean, who doesn't?
But we can't be. That's why God made us all different. It really does take a village to raise a baby, and the only community I have found willing to act as that village is my Christian comrades, ;-) people who love my family to pieces and I theirs. I learned today during a play date that propping Mira up on her elbows helps tummy time to be more bearable, in fact, enjoyable! In all this time we have been doing tummy time, Mira has cried and cried. That's why we do it so rarely. But now we can look forward to it!
It sounds small, insignificant maybe even. These milestones though....they're big accomplishments in my eyes. I've given up the days of having an annual review in exchange for getting to see Mira's milestones. I'm going to throw all this self-criticism away, because that's all it is. I love this role as a new mommy and I'm not going to sweat the small stuff (or at least try not to).
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a very noisy baby to get out of her crib. Anytime you need some words of encouragement, you just let me know. I'll be happy to tell you why you're a supermom too!
Okay, I just put curtains up in my house and we've lived here for almost a year and a half. My kitchen (and bathroom) needs a good scrubbing. My eyebrows need plucked, my hair needs washed.
But I'm still a supermom. Because...
Mira is fed. She is clothed (several times a day). She has a clean diaper on I hope. She has
I may not be able to leap tall buildings, but I bet you've never seen someone move as fast as I can during nap time. That's MY super power. Who'd have thunk that chores that used to take me hours can now be done in one hour's time? Amazing what kind of super powers you get when you become a mother. And if I don't get the chores done...well, I'm still awesome because I probably took a nap with Mira. Which is just as important because who wants a cranky mama? I consider it doing my family a favor ;-)
I write this for all the days I don't feel amazing, or like I'm not even close to supermom. Those days come too often, and I'm telling them to get behind me!
You want to know something? I honestly don't feel like the world is judging me for the decisions I'm making as a mother. For the most part, every other mother I have encountered has always been supportive and loving when we are discussing the choices we make for our children. Although we don't all make the same ones, I have yet to meet someone who says, "Oh boy that's really bad. Why would you do that to your kid?"
Sure, I've had people give some unwanted advice. And some who I could tell probably did want to say something but stayed quiet. But really, most of the judgment I feel...is coming from myself. I expect a lot out of me, and I know many others feel the same way. We want to be the best at EVERYTHING. I mean, who doesn't?
But we can't be. That's why God made us all different. It really does take a village to raise a baby, and the only community I have found willing to act as that village is my Christian comrades, ;-) people who love my family to pieces and I theirs. I learned today during a play date that propping Mira up on her elbows helps tummy time to be more bearable, in fact, enjoyable! In all this time we have been doing tummy time, Mira has cried and cried. That's why we do it so rarely. But now we can look forward to it!
It sounds small, insignificant maybe even. These milestones though....they're big accomplishments in my eyes. I've given up the days of having an annual review in exchange for getting to see Mira's milestones. I'm going to throw all this self-criticism away, because that's all it is. I love this role as a new mommy and I'm not going to sweat the small stuff (or at least try not to).
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a very noisy baby to get out of her crib. Anytime you need some words of encouragement, you just let me know. I'll be happy to tell you why you're a supermom too!
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