![]() And it’s not just my amazing A-cup breastfeeding abilities. ![]() Real, honest-to-goodness, mom superpowers. It’s like a foreshadowing of my real superpower.”Īnd that’s when it hit me. Pretty impressive, right? As I was admiring my friend’s artistic abilities, I thought, “ Wow, Geoff was rather generous with my. Then yesterday, as I was cleaning out a closet, I came across this poster my uber-talented friend Geoff drew me for my 17th birthday. The only reason I can type this right now is because I put a Shaun the Sheep video on for my toddler, rather than letting him empty yet another one of my tape dispensers. I’ve not been able to get a single one of my moppets potty trained before the age of three. I finally just got around to teaching my 7-year-old to tie her shoes. I’ve paid enough money in overdue library fines to send at least one of my kids to college. I start too many projects I don’t finish. My house is truly a disaster more often than not, despite my having read every organizational book on the planet. And, God love ’em, some even toss around the loaded term “SuperMom.”Īnd my response, always, is to promptly laugh in their faces before spewing out a mile-long list of my weaknesses and failures as a mother, teacher, homemaker, and wife. Whatever the reason, my kind-hearted friends and family members frequently compliment my various mom-related activities and abilities. Or perhaps it’s because I often look frazzled and harried and desperate for positive reinforcement. ![]() Perhaps it’s because I have three pretty great kids that I haven’t managed to totally screw up yet.
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