What makes a super mom? I sure don't feel like one and I don't want the pressure that creates. I am Alyssa's mom. I am Johnny's mom. I am Michelle's mom. And I am Amelia's mom. I am the mom of four active stubborn creative kids. I fail multiple times a day. I beg God to help me daily. I yell, a lot. I told Alyssa today that I need to work on it. I am not perfect. I am not brave. I am just a mom.
To me a brave super mom is one that isn't selfish and pours every ounce of themselves into their children. I am extremely selfish and with each child I bring into this world, I learn how selfish I am. A super mom teaches their children to care about others above themselves. If I could just get mine to learn how to flush the potty I am doing good. A super mom reads books daily to their children. I am good if I get one book partially read to them once a week. A super mom speaks in gentle tones and never get angry with their child. I yell, scream, breath fire daily. A super mom kisses boo-boos. I hand mine a bandaid and tell them to get tough. A super mom knows how to spot and prevent a fight about to errupt. I somehow just make the fighting worse. A super mom makes well balanced meals and has a spotless house. HAHAHAHA...that is all I can say to that one. I could go on and on but I won't.
I say all of this to say I care about my children and I am learning daily what to do. I want to win my child's heart. That is what matters. I am honest with my children. I tell them and they see me cry out to God for help. God is my strength. God is who is going to grow my children. I am just a vessel He uses. And daily I have to remind myself God gave me these four beautiful children, so He had to think I would be able to do this. Being called a super mom implys I am the one that is doing it. I am not because my children would be terrible if I was. God is doing it through me.
Don't call me a super mom...just call me mom.
