Super Mom: The Woman, The Myth, The Legend
As I scrolled across yet another article on Facebook calling out to my desire for affirmation as a mom I had a thought. Where is this illusive beast known as "the mom who has it all together"? We talk about her, we compare ourselves to her, we strive to be her and yet when I look around I see moms who look just like me. Moms who love their kids with a crazy, all-in kind of love; moms who deeply desire to make good choices for their kids that will help them become wonderful adults; moms who love Jesus and who are trying their best to show her kids who he is and why she loves him so much; moms who are running on fumes, but really wouldn't change a second of what empties her each day. I just see moms. Moms of all shapes, sizes, and colors; moms who go at it alone for one reason or another; moms of all ages. I see moms. Moms I steal ideas from; moms I learn from; moms I laugh with; moms I grieve with; moms I respect; moms I love deeply. What I have not seen in my 31 years,