Life: You Don’t Have To Be A Supermom
To My SUPERMOMS
This past week we attended a local church. As people are walking in and taking a seat, I took a moment to look around. I looked around at how we are all different. We are all from different walks of like, dealing with different situations, and we all have different needs.
Sitting in my seat, deep in my feelings and thoughts, a family comes in and sits in the seats directly in front of us. There was, who I “assumed” to be the mom, dad, and 3 little ones all under the age of 5. As they settled in, I couldn’t help but notice something. I noticed how each time one of the children needed something it was the “mom” who had to take care of their needs.
It was the “mom” that had to take each one to the potty and back, mom had to pull out the snacks just to keep the little ones quiet. All while the other capable and able “adult” just sat there as if nothing was going on. Seriously, he was completely unbothered. Not a care in the world, and completely oblivious to what was going on.
Maybe he was just ignoring it.
Now, normally this would not have bothered me but for some reason on this day, it did. I couldn’t help to think to myself, that we as moms have one a HELLUVA job! All while other capable adults sit back, as if it is not their responsibility, as if “we” are the only ones “qualified” and “capable” to take care of the children’s needs.
After church ended, we exited and I see “mom” sitting in the foyer with 2 of the three kids. Mind you, other “adult” was able to listen/watch the entire service without getting out of his seat. Granted, maybe that’s what works for them and their relationship. But being a mama too, I saw one tired mama. A mama who could have used a little help.
Is that too much to ask?
To be honest, I saw myself in her. For example, how I try to take it all on, and never ask for help. There is no doubt or question that I “can’t” do it because I can. But to be a part of a team and have help from others is not a bad thing. It does not make me less of a mom or mean that I don’t love my kids. My point in saying all of this is, yes, we can be “super moms” but honestly we shouldn’t have to be.
If you are in a relationship with the father, partner, or whomever they should give just as much of themselves as we do. It is hard, really, really hard and I doubt he even gave her a simple “thank you”. Now, of course, I don’t know that for sure because I don’t know anything about them or their relationship. It is all my assumption about the situation. However, it really made me think.
Finally, to all my “super moms” trying to do “all the things” don’t be afraid to ask or speak up and tell someone you need help.
Supermoms need help too and it’s ok.
Are you are “supermom” who is afraid to ask for help? Why?
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