Why I’m a Supermom 1 of 8
1: I am insanely punctual
My kids are who they are. The most I can do to give them a leg up in the future is shove a plate of broccoli at them once in a while and read to them when theyll let me. But theres one effort I make as a mom that I know will serve my kids well. Thanks to me, my children will always be on time. Always.
Punctuality is something of a neurosis of mine. Im not sure where it comes from, but this gift — lets call it a gift — has served me well. Im convinced I got more than one job for the mere fact that I showed up to an interview before the boss.
All three of my kids were born at least two weeks after their due dates, but thats the last time they pulled that crap. I can already tell my oldest, at 10, has not only the gift, but the accompanying neurosis. Shes as dedicated to that zero on her school tardies report as I am. My 6-year-old is a little more skeptical, but shes coming around.
Read how Madelines kids are revealing their punctuality
Why I’m a Supermom 2 of 8
2: I bake. And I'm kind of awesome at it.
In many ways I am the antithesis of the traditional homemaker type. I am hopelessly messy (both in home maintenance and personal presentation). The very idea of having to do housework fills me with what another messy friend of mine calls Stepford Wife Anxiety. And Ive already discussed my hair.
But I am zealous about baking with and for my kids.
Just to be clear, I dont in any way think this is a requirement for good mothering. I sometimes wonder whether if its a waste of energy. But for me, personally, baking is hard-wired to motherhood. There was once a story line on In Treatment where a patient reflects on her dead mom and how she stopped baking when she started chemo. When I heard this, I worried about dying. But I also worried about not being able to bake.
Read about Rebeccas latest birthday cake baking escapade
Why I’m a Supermom 3 of 8
3: I ignore my kid. Regularly.
If there was one thing I couldnt stand as a kid, it was when my mom didnt hear me. Not because she was out of earshot, but because she turned on her Super Special Mother Selective Listening Device and tuned me out.
Many people probably think it too difficult or cruel or worthy of a visit from Child Protective Services to turn a deaf ear to the woeful cries of her child. But often I realize that if I dont, I might start crying louder than she does. When she starts weeping about the shape of her pasta or that her sippy cup isnt full enough or the moon is hiding behind the clouds and reasoning with her for a few minutes doesnt seem to curb the noise, thats when I switch the button to On.
Read how Merediths daughter responds to the silent treatment
Why I’m a Supermom 4 of 8
4: I am a supercuddler
Mothers Day is coming up. And when faced with this day that honors a mothers work as caregiver, playmate, chef, chauffeur, taskmaster and disciplinarian, many of us moms we go there. We reflect on the job we are doing.
I asked my 5-year-old daughter what I was great at in a fun lets play a game sort of way — not in a grilling session that would send her to the therapy chair any time soon.
What I realized in this short conversation was how important cuddling is to her. We are quite a cuddly family, curling up together whenever we can. I know how much I love it and how much it means to me, but I didnt quite realize how important it was to her. Good thing Im apparently really good at it.
Read what else Sunnys daughter thinks her mom does well
Why I’m a Supermom 5 of 8
5: I work
Being a working mother feels like a constant compromise. When Im at work Im distracted by my kids. When Im with the kids, I always have work at the back of my mind. Im never fully in one world or the other. Working and parenting are a tightrope walk: give too much to either, and the other will fall apart.
But heres what I think Im doing right: its good for them to see me living my dreams, to see me thriving in a career I love, to see me having boundaries and prioritizing my own needs and desires along with theirs. I hope theyll learn from my example and fiercely claim the lives that they want as adults, whatever shape those lives take.
Read about Sierras daughters reaction to having a work-at-home-mom
Why I’m a Supermom 6 of 8
6: I remember being a kid
When my oldest daughter, Amanda, started to listen to real music (beyond Barney songs) and getting interested in bands, instead of telling her the bands swore in the songs or sang about sex and violence, I used it as an opportunity to discuss those issues.
Our kids may be young, but theyre not stupid. They deserve more credit than we sometimes give them. I never wanted my children to feel as though I was talking down to them or seeing them as anything other than full people. I realize that they have come into my life completely different and distinct in their own right, and I am merely privileged to be their mother.
Read about Danielles concert-going adventures with her kids
Why I’m a Supermom 7 of 8
7: I am inexplicably patient
This morning, my sons first words as I opened his door to lift him out of his crib:
Is it a school day?
Yes, Love, its a school day.
Is it a shorts day?
Today its cloudy and cold, so its a pants day.
The tears that followed would indicate I had told him we were canceling his birthday, or I was flushing his blankie down the toilet. My son has decided that wearing shorts is akin to happiness and all that is good in life. Pants are just the opposite. Ive never considered myself the most patient person. In fact, before I had a baby it worried me a bit that my patience would be too thin, but in a strange turn of events, I seem to have produced a well of calm that I can draw from in moments like these.
Read what else Heathers son is picky about — and how she copes
Why I’m a Supermom 8 of 8