At least that’s what I say.
And truly I am.
Aren’t we all?
I know I’m fine….although, my definition of fine likely isn’t the same as yours. Guaranteed.
By fine I mean I’m waaaaaaaaaaaaay past most people’s breaking point.
It’s not bragging, it’s just true. It’s the silver lining of having a dead husband I suppose. When compared to that, nothing is stressful.
Okay, not nothing, just not much.
So, this Momma has learned how to live in a constant state of stress that would kill most people. Again, not bragging, just the truth. I guess it’s what amazes people when things just roll off my back.
Truth be told, most of the time, I am stressed. But, I’ve also learned to fake it… Really.Fucking.Well.
That’s just how this Momma rolls.
And most of the time, it works.
In fact, it works so well, those who know me best can’t recognize when I’m reaching my limit. No matter what’s going on, they just know I’ll take care of it, of them, of stuff… Because.That’s.What.I.Do.
But damn, it’s exhausting!
And the worst part? I’ve done it to myself with the damn Supermom persona I’ve created.
But truth be told, behind that Supermom persona (which I actually like), most days I’m just barely hanging by a thread.
As most of us are. Right?????
Right?!?! Surely I’m not the only one?
I’m pretty sure the definition of motherhood is hanging by a thread. Isn’t it??!?!
How many moms do you know who are falling apart?
It’s not what moms do. No matter what’s happening around us: puking dogs, puking kids, puking husbands, 3rd grade research projects, college visits, teacher luncheons, new meds, broken dishes, work deadlines, dads with cancer, auction donations, PTO openings, overnight guests, looming drivers tests, SATs, crazy coworkers, carpools, back-talking kids, the damn succulent and mason jar for the class project, that cough you just can’t get rid of, it’s all just a blip on the radar. All of that shit (and more that didn’t make the list), don’t worry, Mom’s got it!
So today, on this average Friday morning where there is undoubtedly a shitstorm swirling around you, I salute each and every one of you for getting up today and doing what you do, for being that Supermom for your kids, your spouse, your parents, your boss, your coworkers, your siblings, your neighbors, your kids school, your girlfriends, and whomever else, for digging deep and finding a way to be that Supermom despite the fact that you may be hanging on by a thread.