A friend recently referred to me as Supermom. I resent that. Contrary to popular belief I do not often race around my small, cheaply decorated 2 bedroom flat with a shiny red cape and a leotard on, brandishing a large gold M on my chest. Of course if I had a much larger house on several levels with a cleaning lady, I might be able to run a bit faster without worrying about running into something, being tripped by children's toys, shoes and slippers, or as usually happens, a child.
Actually if I tried, I'm quite certain the cape would make me look a lot more like little red riding hood running from the wolf. Which is an image I've been trying to avoid. But it is not that. The fact of the matter is, I am not Supermom and I have never aspired to be. Kamikaze Mom sums it up better than anything else. And to be fair most of the moms I know are Kamikaze Moms even if they don't work outside the house. They feel like that some days. The best parenting advice I ever got was "Look after yourself first, then look after your relationship with you partner, then look after your kids" Sounds great in theory, but oh so hard to do. Kamikaze Mom is that feeling of constantly running and even when you do get around to doing something for yourself, like the yoga class, it leaves you stiff for a week. It's the feeling you have when you scream at your kids to leave you alone for five minutes or as I have been known to cry: "Can't you two be normal for five minutes?" So I think I'd rather be a Kamikaze mom than super mom, one gets more leeway and doesn't always have to be nice.
Here is a blog I found on the subject: she says a lot of things I think but I wouldn't dare to write on my blog, and I love reading her for that: suburban kamikaze
Oh and a link for a song. The words worked for me.
So as you go out there and attack the world and the New Year, New You thing, Moms, armed with coffee and red cape or alternatively an airplane and a shot of vodka, remember the words to the song:
"Hey mom! You’re the best! You really stand out from all the rest. I think I changed my mind, I’m gonna keep you for the rest of time. I want you to be a Kamikaze Mommy."
With love from the front,