I have my days where I feel like I am a great mom. I take the time to read books aloud, snuggle, affirm my kids strengths and hand out healthy snacks. I do not raise my voice but take the time to calmly explain consequences and encourage the proper choice. I answer deep theological questions and make play-dates and library trips while teaching math or delivering explanations on why there are blue skies some days while clouds on others. I do this cheerfully with the utmost patience seemingly up to the 500th why question.
There are even days that I can add taking care of the house and greeting my husband with a kiss and a "How was your day dear?" If I got the proper eight hours you might even see me strollerblading or jumping on the treadmill to take care of myself as well. These are the days that you want to post on facebook, because you seemingly have your crap together...that day. It's natural to want to appear as the Supermom, but when I recently got called a Supermom, I wondered if it was a good thing or bad....?
Life is all about balance, right?! Some days you got it and some days you don't. It is important to capture our thoughts and dwell on the positive. We want to be an encouragement to others, but at the same time can't being human and real be more helpful? Sure we want to know there is a silver lining, or an end to the storm(toddler-hood, teenage years), but hearing about the storm itself can be encouraging! Because to ignore the storm and only talk about sunshine seems like a lie!
I feel less alone when I watch another minivan pull through the Dunkin Donuts driveway for a mom to receive her sanity caffeine jolt. I feel better when I hear a mom threaten to spank her child when the kid is rebellious. I feel incredible when I overhear other mother's talk about laundry piling up and dirty dishes in the sink when they are out at the park allowing the kids to play. Why?! Not because I am glad they are having it rough too. Not because I want an excuse to slack off because by comparison I am doing pretty good. NO! Because I'm tired of feeling guilty and alone!!
There is an awful amount of guilt going around and it seems to start compiling the moment you become pregnant. Guilt over what you eat, or how you exercise (or don't exercise) while pregnant. Where you choose to deliver...with drugs or not. Whether your choose to (or are able to)breastfeed or not. If you choose to vaccinate fully, partially or not at all. When your child becomes sick you blame yourself for their exposure to germs and then debate when/if you should take them to the doctor. Should you use traditional medicines or herbal remedies? Should you allow them processed foods and chicken nuggets? Should you allow dairy, or soda, or candy or pizza? Do you send them to school or homeschool or hire a tutor? Do you allow them to date or lock them in a tower?! The list goes on and on and on...
So, here is my truth. There are those days where I get the majority right and feel awesome about my calling to be a mom. I aced the test type days! But this past week I was stormy. Being trapped inside allowed me little respite and therefore my cape got very dirty and at times came completely off! A gentle nudge reminded me on more than one ocassion that I didn't have to wait till tomorrow for the sun to come out. I have an inner source I can tap into. The Son is good at restoring capes, tempers and sunshine. I am learning to stop in the midst of my storm (anger,depression,fatigue) and praise Him for each moment a ray of sunshine pokes through! I can pray my way from a tropical depression to at least a partly cloudy day. ;)
We can wallow in our imperfections or we can choose to praise God for the moments we got right today and trust Him that tomorrow will be even sunnier with His help. Our capes may not be spotless, but with His help we can still be a Supermom in their eyes!