Here’s the scenario.
The phone rings. I answer on speakerphone because one of the twins have removed the battery from the handset and lost it. On the other end is Karen Taylor Bass (my former publicist and “brand” new mommy) asking me to write what I am feeling right now for her blog.
So here goes.
Most people know I’ve got six children and my husband and I have built a successful career in the music industry as – Kindred The Family Soul. It’s fair to say I am a blog waiting to happen.
I often find myself walking the tight rope between two worlds of women: work and stay at home mamas. Both ladies have different philosophies and (might) compete with one another (why I don’t know) for some reason or another.
Both share the most important job there is (motherhood), and, yet every mother places so much weight and burden on themselves – totally unrealistic expectations for having it together?
As a career woman I am flexing my intellectual and creative muscles, which seems to go flabby when I am tending to my daily home responsibilities. When I’m home for long stretches, caring for my family requires so much of my emotional strength. I must say it has made me a better person. No matter what, I’m constantly striving to meet a goal – not just my personal standards but the guilt of trying to be supermom, which is quite frankly, turning me and all (moms) a bit C-R-A-Z-Y.
On a good day I feel unbelievably blessed that I have a successful career (I mean Kindred The Family Soul feed and support eight mouths everyday) and living my childhood dream. I work and appear to function like a stay-at-home mom; attend class trips, volunteer, and don’t need to send my toddler to daycare if I don’t want to. I feel that for the most part my children have the lion share of my attention; however, there are moments like today where the two worlds collide like a speeding freight train on the same track. As I write this blog I am nursing in the football position and allowing one twin to climb me like a jungle gym while the other begs for juice.
My love for my family and my work pushes me to have patience and get it done. After years of many scenarios of work and home life I have fought, learned and accepted the harsh reality — I have no cape, no boots, no mask … I am not Supermom.
What I do know is motherhood is all about survival. The word motherhood is a verb and not a state of being; political party; religion; or philosophy. Regardless, of where you conduct your business (home or office) — you will not be perfect. I will say it again – you will not be PERFECT so stop trying.
So, I will relax, give myself a break and continue to renew and rebrand my personhood. It will take a moment cause eventually the oldest twin will sleep next to me and I will (continue) to nurse her brother. Oh yeah … I will finish my blog, write a song, cook dinner and my second born will find the battery to the phone hidden in the closet (at least I hope).
Do you think Supermom is dead, or, are you faking the funk?
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