The Myth of Supermom


I have a dilemma.

You see, I like things to be perfect. I like a healthy, homemade dinner on the table at the same time each night. I like a clean, clutter-free home. I like laundry that is promptly folded, hung, and put away as soon as it comes out of the dryer – never left lying around in piles, or sitting in the laundry basket for days on end. I like immaculate floors, counter tops and toilets. I like everything clean, organized, and in its proper place at all times.

The problem? I have a husband and four kids who couldn’t care less about any of those things. My house is rarely (if ever) spotlessly clean. At any given time you will probably find crumbs on the floor, dishes piled high in the sink, laundry piles waiting to be sorted, toys scattered throughout the house, sticky little fingerprints on the windows, and beds that haven’t been made in, well, I don’t even know how long. I work from morning till night trying to keep up with it all, but I can’t seem to keep up. I like the idea of perfection, but in reality I can never manage to achieve it.

Therein lies my dilemma. I stress out about this constantly. I spend way too much time concerned about the way my home and family appear to others. Why can’t I seem to have it all together the way that [insert name of a friend who appears completely put together] does? Why can’t I be a Supermom??

Why? Because Supermom doesn’t exist. She is a lie, perpetuated by a culture that is obsessed with appearances. I will never be able to be Supermom, and that’s OKAY! What I need to do instead is constantly and purposefully remind myself that it does not matter what other women do, or appear to do, and it doesn’t matter what others think. All that matters is that I give my family the attention they need. The other stuff will always be there, but my children will not be children forever. Life is not a competition, and I can be content without doing it all.

So, when I feel the anxiety of Supermom Syndrome starting to take over, my mantra will be this:

Supermom is a myth. She doesn’t exist.
Supermom is a myth. She doesn’t exist.
Supermom is a myth! She doesn’t exist!