Dear fellow mamas, I don't mean to brag, but..

 Sunday morning  Uriah  had a hard time in  his class at church, so finally they came and got me out of  service to see if I could calm him down.  When I got to him, I scooped him up and almost immediately he stopped crying and told me he wanted down and started playing. I stayed in the room a few more minutes to make sure he was going to be ok before sneaking back out.  This gave me a few minutes with the two ladies that were in there  and one of them paid me the highest compliment I've gotten in a long time. 

She began to tell me  that she was impressed with my mothering abilities and  that her experience was different than mine. She said she had watched me before and that I handled myself well and always had the boys and myself looking presentable. If I'm not mistaken the word "supermom" was thrown around.

 I really wanted to laugh in her face.

Instead, I chose to just say thank you and move along back to service. But it was really nice to hear. Especially to me, living in a whirlwind, always feeling like I could be doing better. 

This morning, both of my sick boys were crying and my patience was on it's last leg. I had had enough and left them both to get up and floss my teeth. That's right folks, to   floss my teeth.

As I looked in the mirror at my greasy hair, and red nose, while listening to both boys fuss I thought "I bet that lady would think I'm supermom now".

 Today has been messy. Snotty, fit-throwing, crying, coughing, I-need-ice-cream-now messy. 

But you know what? I've come to the conclusion that I am indeed supermom. 

 Because I'm doing my best.

Even on days like today, when my best isn't as good as yesterday.

And when my best doesn't seem as good as the other moms on my Facebook feed. 

I'm still a good mom. 

Even on days when I don't get the boys out of their pjs until after lunch. 

Atleast I fed them.

Even on days when I'm so spent that I make them nap early.

Atleast I realized I needed a break before I snapped.

Even on days when I am so short tempered I feel like all I've done is yell.

Good Lord willing, I will get another chance. 

Even when my child seizes the opportunity to give his stuffed ninja turtle a bath in the sink while I gather the next load of laundry.

 Atleast he is comfortable enough his home to have an imagination and PLAY.

Even on days like today, when instead of folding  clothes, I'm on the couch, drinking Mountain Dew, watching NCIS, and painting my toenails.

I deserve a break.

I'm doing my best. I am supermom. 

And so are you.