Today was a harsh reminder that I am not super mom.
First there was the realization that being a woman is high maintenance, and boy oh boy, have I let that go. In the middle of some prep for a TV segment next week, ironing out some bugs on the website, digesting information about the middle school open house next week, filing for a second LLC, and basketball (this will be a recurring theme through May), I needed to squeeze in a few hours at the salon. Yes, a haircut, an eyebrow and lip wax, pedi, and mani were all desperately needed.
Of course, I could not permit myself to relax for one bit throughout all this, so I was banging away on my laptop while my feet were soaking in the tub. Invariably the wireless was not cooperative, and as I was about to send a crucial email – NOTHING! That’s right – NO wireless connection available. The smart phone was no help because I had to attach important documents. What do i do? In between pedi and mani, I run to Starbucks (grab what is now my 4th coffee of the day) and send the email.
I rushed back for the mani, rushed home to my office, rushed to basketball, and rushed back home again. Somewhere in there I absolutely could not figure out how to turn the brand new expander in my 8 year old’s mouth despite the fact that the other son was holding a flashlight over the aforementioned mouth and we had set up a temporary dentist-like chair on the couch.
Now it is approximately 6:45 p.m. and my day started 13+ hours ago with the dogs up and at ’em at 5:30 a.m.
I am really tired, my hubby is grilling hamburgers and hot dogs (wish it was fish but who is complaining), the expander still needs to be turned (I think), this blog is waiting, there is a spelling test tomorrow, and my hair looks a mess from all the rushing.
No, I am not super mom. Some days, I may not even be a good mom. But, I am a mom.
I am so lucky to be rushing because I am a mom. It is the best reminder of why I do what do….I work crazy hours, rush around for eyebrow waxes, coach jump shots, and I am often humbled by how much I love it all. I love just the simple fact that I am mom, and I don’t care that I am not super mom today. I am just a mom to two very cute boys who hopefully think that I am super mom.