Supermom

Isn't ironical...the people closest to you, who should see the best in you, are the ones most likely to take you for granted. Someone today called me supermom and I dismissed it as ridiculous. How could I possibly see myself as a supermom if my own family doesn't see me that way?

I am in bed at 11:28 and sitting for the first time all day. I worked out, did the shopping, cleaned the house, made a nice meal, did all of the dishes, played my soccer game and am ready to crash. It's so hard to understand how someone who barely knows me sees those things as the feats of a supermom but I didn't get so much as a thank you from my own family.

I don't know if I'm more sad for myself or the millions of moms out there who go through this every day as well. Is it more comforting to be in this alone or with so many others? I don't have the answer.

I decided today that no matter how bad it gets I can stick this out for 12 more years. Then I'm off to Europe and I'm going to backpack around like a twenty something. After all, what happens in Europe stays in Europe, right? More to come...