A good portion of my life has been spent playing the piano for everyone else's diva moments. Now it's my turn. I invite you to accompany ME through my life's diva and, well, not so diva-like moments. It'll be entertaining. Promise.

Saturday, June 4, 2011


Two-year-old runs into baby's room as I'm changing her diaper.

"Mom, are you SUPERMOMMY??!!"

Hmm.  Let's consider this.

Definition of Supermom from our friends at Miriam-Webster:
an exemplary mother; also : a woman who performs the traditional duties of housekeeping and child-rearing while also having a full-time job

Hmm.  The first part of the definition = I hope I fit into that category one great day.  The second part of the definition = nope.  I am definitely not Supermom.

I have friends who are Supermom.  In both parts of the definition.  I marvel at their capacity.  I am astounded by how they do it all. 

As for me, I will don a cape during the next session of dress up.

That oughta do for now.


  1. Hahaha! you totally should have said yes! I have Jason convinced that I have eyes in the back of my head...that all girls get them when the become mommies. I say you gotta mold their little minds while you can!

  2. I disagree. There are lots of people who can perform the traditional duties of housekeeping and child-rearing and have a full-time job . . . it doesn't make them a SUPERMOM. There's WAY more to it . . . and you've got it my friend. :)