I am not a Super Mom.
I am not a super mom or wonder woman as I had hoped I would be when I pictured myself as a mother. I try. I try very hard however if the last few weeks have taught me any lessons it is that I need to stop trying to be this perfect mom. With moving, work and coming home to more work I’ve exhausted myself to the point of being bone tired. I feel its time to learn to say no to a few more people/situations/things and realize that my responsibility as a parent and a partner in this family is to learn to prioritize. Sigh. Meanwhile, today I have a summer Friday off of work, I am going to stay away from the work emails, skip a morning of packing boxes and take Charlie to Victorian Gardens! How is this for a start? Perhaps not super mom but a wonder(ful) mom?