I always look forward to Saturdays. Saturdays are when I bring my kids to their homeschool co-op classes at Kreative Kids, Moms and Dads. Saturdays are also when I get to be with my fellow homeschooling moms. We trade stories, give advice, help each other, watch out for each other’s children and pray for each other. We share our books, parenting styles, and homeschool stories. I love it!
Just this past Saturday, one of the newbie moms, who also happens to be an event coordinator, said that one day soon she’ll plan a homeschool event and she’ll have us as guests and exhibitors. She’ll call us “The Supermommies”. She said that ever since she’s met us, she just can’t help but just be in awe of everything we do. Aside from homeschooling multiple children, most of us have our own income generating activities that we do on the side.
I can’t help but chuckle about this when I remembered it later on. Me, a supermom? How can I be super when I’m so organizationally-challenged? Believe me, there are many times that I berate myself for not preparing well for our homeschool. At this time last year, I was so smug in reporting to the group that we are already well into our studies. This schoolyear, it’s different. I feel like I can’t get a grip on my schedule that I can’t even finish organizing my children’s books and subjects! So much for the supermom!
Add to that the fact that I haven’t written a blog post or a review in the last two weeks. I’m feeling very inadequate already. I’ve been praying hard asking the Lord to bless my planning for the homeschool, asking Him to give me wisdom in setting my priorities, but I’m constantly attacked by thoughts of inadequacy. These thoughts of inadequacy have been my constant companions these past few days. I’ve been berating myself about the one thousand and one things that I needed to do, but I can’t or am not doing. Phew, it’s tiring.
Speaking of tired, I have been tired lately just by my going around and around. By that I mean that I’ve been out constantly getting errands done. I shared with my husband earlier today how I feel guilty over having to leave the children in the care of our househelp. He told me to stop berating myself because it’s not like I’ve been irresponsible, I’ve simply been doing what had to be done.
Well, supermom I’m certainly not. In fact, it’s not even what I want to be at this point in my life. When I was younger, I must admit that I really tried to be the “Supermom”. I did everything that I thought a mom should do and more. When hubby went abroad to work while I was pregnant with Flash Boy and left me with three kids, I smiled bravely and declared to the world that “I can do it!” He came home for the birth of Flash Boy but left after two weeks. Again, I smiled bravely and declared, “I can do it!”
Three weeks after hubby left, I was teaching Guitar Babe and Artsy Princess while breastfeeding Flash Boy, my then three year old Sunshine Girl started acting up. Suddenly all these thoughts came zooming into my head one after the other so that a few minutes later, I was trembling and on the verge of tears. I didn’t know it then but I was already experiencing an anxiety attack. My psychotherapist sister told me that these attacks come because I am already overwhelmed by all the things that I am doing and I don’t get any breaks.
Since then, I’ve had a number of attacks, one even landed me in the hospital ER. The hospital sent me home, of course, after I calmed down. There wasn’t anything wrong with me physically but spiritually and emotionally, I was drained trying to play supermom, superwife, superwoman.
Did God really call us women and moms to be super? Is it what He wanted us to do? I have to wonder. I listened to Dr. Charles Stanley’s audio message the other night (after having another attack yet again) and he said that there are things we expect of ourselves that God does not even expect of us. He also said that living with anxieties is also living in bondage.
My take on this is found in Philippians 2:12-13
Dear friends, you always followed my instructions when I was with you. And now that I am away, it is even more important. Work hard to show the results of your salvation, obeying God with deep reverence and fear. For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him.
I don’t believe God meant for me to be supermom. I believe that He meant for me to be the kind of mommy who would love and care for my children as best as I can replicate God’s love for His children. In this, He has already given me the power to do so. And during those times, when I am tired and overwhelmed, I can rest and know that God’s grace is sufficient for me.