Got up yesterday, got the kids ready and took them all to the store with me to buy groceries for a months worth of meals.
...felt like supermom.
Came home, unloaded all the groceries and than managed to maintain my balance to avoid falling when I slipped on the driveway while taking out the trash.
...felt like superpregnant woman.
Listened to Deacon read, realized that Lincoln could say blue, red and Luke.
...felt like super teacher (either that or super relieved that Lincoln learned some more words)
Got a little stressed out during valentine cookie making.
...didn't feel so much like super mom
Feet started swelling and I realized I needed to lay down before my night shift at work.
...didn't feel so much like super pregnant woman.
Let Deacon get away with not doing his math because I was trying to put meals together.
...didn't so much feel like super teacher.
Sister took the boys to the ice rink.
...felt super grateful.
Husband put the boys to bed and finished up the kitchen duties while I got ready for work.
...felt super loved.
3 comments:
Julie, you're a super mom even when you don't live up to your ideal of Super Mom. I'm amazed by how much you are able to accomplish with three young, non-stop boys at home.
You sound like Super Mom to me! :) When are you due again??
I agree with Grandma Debbie.
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