If there is one thing that I’ve been sure of since before I had my son it’s that the whole Supermom thing is not for me. I’ve never been Superwoman, so I knew that I would never be able to be Supermom and that aspiring to be that would only exhaust me and wear me down. Attempting to be Supermom would leave me emotionally and physically drained; it would turn me into a shell of my former self.
I don’t want to be a shell. I want to be happy, vibrant, and present with my family. I want to cherish the time we have together rather than treating it as something to be checked off my to-do list, something that adds to my Supermom persona while I also juggle a million other things, checking off each item in turn so that I can fill my quota of “Super” requirements. Forget about being Supermom. I just want to be a super mom who has a super kid and a super good time with her husband.
So guess what? I haven’t done laundry in days; I didn’t do the dinner dishes tonight. I let my son watch Toy Story this morning (twice). The last time I baked something it came out of a box.
But we had a super day today. We played trains and built bridges out of Legos for our track. We read stories and colored on his easel. We laughed and had tickle fights. My son “helped” me clean his room and let Grandma cut his hair. I cooked a healthy dinner, and he actually ate it (score!). And I even managed to run a few errands while the boy stayed home with Grandma.
Does that make me Supermom? Not even a little bit. I think it makes me a normal mom with a great support system and an awesome kid who every now and again cooperates while I do a few things around the house.
I love the following quotation from a recent article on WebMD. I could not agree more that the whole “Supermom” image is just that, an image. We need to stop measuring ourselves by what others do or claim to have done. Worry about you, your children and your family. If you are allowing your values and what matters to you to guide you, then you’re doing just fine.
“Supermom is faking it. She is very good at propaganda,” Singer says. “The mom who looks completely put together and is baking 100 cupcakes for the school while running the fund-raiser and her own business is exhausted. She’s either employing some help or she’s about to fall apart. You don’t want to aspire to something that is impossible to maintain.”