Every now and then I'll have a moment when I feel like supermom. Supermom moments feel a little like standing there while a bunch of dishes are falling off of a shelf, but you caught every one of them and nothing broke. Or like you're playing an accordion while riding a unicycle and blowing a kazoo. That's what it feels like on the inside anyway. On the outside, it tends to just look like a mom walking around with well mannered children. You can't see all the chaos that she is containing.
My supermom moment came today while we were at the grocery store to take advantage of a case lot sale. Our grocery store usually has a couple of those carts with the "car" on the front that Peter looooooves, so it keeps him pretty happy. I was hoping for one of those but they were all gone, so I let him push one of those little carts alongside me instead.
Carolyn was strapped into the seat of the cart, and was about due for a nap so she started to get a little whiney during the trip. I kept having to play with her or distract her with a new toy. Peter was weaving all over and almost getting run over and periodically trying to put random things in his cart, and I was trying to make sure none of that ended terribly. That and I was loading up my own cart with tons of canned goods so it was extra heavy and hard to maneuver, and simultaneously trying to hunt down all of the deals I wanted and do it as fast as I could before my "time bombs" [children] went off.
All of that was going on, BUT, all it looked like to the casual observer was a mom walking around a grocery store with two cute, happy, well behaved children. OHHH YEAH.
And that's when you feel like supermom.
Labels: Motherhood, Parenting