There are some days where I feel like I’ve really got it all together. Kids are clean and happy, everyone ate their veggies, house is picked up, laundry is folded, I’ve exercised AND showered… I am SUPER MOM!
Then there are days like today. Days when the closest thing to a vegetable that Anthony has seen is the ketchup packet in his happy meal and I realized right around dinner time that Jack was still in the same diaper I put him in at breakfast. House is a disaster, there are dishes in the sink from the night before and somehow I have been walking around with mustard smeared on my cheek since the super healthy drive through lunch I scarfed down in the car at about 4:15 . I am covered in baby spit up, and there’s definitely been more than one handful of chocolate chips consumed in the confines of the pantry. Days like this usually make me crazy! But today, I had a little moment of clarity.
We spent a few hours helping my 80 year old aunt and 90 year old uncle clear out a bunch of their belongings as they prepare to move into an assisted living community. This will be the last time they move homes. As I watched my boys wreak havoc on their usually peaceful condo, I got to listen to my uncle tell stories from his childhood and I realized, it all goes by really fast.
When Anthony and I sat down tonight we talked about what our three good things and one exciting thing were for the day (as we do most nights).
This was his:
“My first good thing was seeing Grandmother (she came with us to help out), my second good thing was coming home, my third good thing was you giving me hugs, and my exciting thing: I got to eat McDonald’s for lunch with Mommy!”
He doesn’t care that there are dishes in the sink or that the mail is spread over the counter and the baby is delighted to be wearing nothing but a (fresh) diaper and a bib. They are perfectly happy just hanging out, playing and being silly with me. Now that’s the type of Super Mom I want to try to be.