Yesterday, I was a Super-wife. Not because I scrubbed the toilet, or swiffered the floors, or did any sort of cleaning what-so-ever. It's not because I washed and folded all the laundry. Or because I did a quick pick up of toys before Adam came home -- you know, to keep him from being overwhelmed when he walked in the door.
In fact, I did none of those things. Not even partially.
No, I was a Super-wife because I made dinner. I made a (hopefully) delicious new recipe that required a lot of chopping.
I did it all while the girls were playing (a miracle in itself considering dinner prep is usually their worst time to need mommy). And I made dinner even though I was not home to enjoy it.
That might not be a Super-wife moment for some people, but it certainly is for me.
Because I've decided that I don't have to do all things, be all things, in order to be a Super-wife or a Super-mom or a Super-anything.
I do what I can, when I can, in the ways I can. And that is super enough for me.
Happy Weekend!
And that's a totally great attitude to have! Sometimes I'm better at having it than others. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, I don't always have this attitude, but I'm trying. :)
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