About two weeks ago Jaylin lost a tooth. I’ll go out on a limb and guess it’s about the 8th one she’s lost so far. She put it under her pillow that night, but the tooth fairy didn’t show. The next day she lost ANOTHER tooth. Now two under the pillow, still no tooth fairy. She carried the two teeth around all day and misplaced one. Now one tooth and a ‘please leave money anyway’ note for the tooth fairy. Still a no show. We blamed noisy brothers, late bedtimes, and early stirrings. But after 7 or 8 nights, I was out of excuses… so I just told her the truth. The tooth fairy isn’t real. It’s me, and I keep forgetting. She took it surprisingly well. ‘So, what have you been doing with my teeth?’ Throwing them away. ‘Are you also the Easter Bunny?’ Yep. ‘Well, I know Santa isn’t you, because no way you and Dad would buy us that many presents!’ Um, ok. ‘Can you go ahead and put money under my pillow anyway? I won’t tell the boys it’s you.’ Smart girl, takes after her momma.
After the ‘Did you plan to have so many kids?’ question, the thing I hear most from people is ‘I don’t know how you do it.’ And the truth is, I just don’t. I don’t do it. I never get it all done. Shoot, I rarely get most of it done. Sometimes I drop Dylan off at Sunday School with no shoes, sometimes I forget to brush teeth, sometimes my poor husband goes for days without clean underwear (you can ask him how he deals with that), and sometimes I give up and kill the stupid tooth fairy. And you know what? Life goes on.
If you look at me and see ‘Supermom’, then we really need to work on building a closer friendship. And I’m obviously doing a poor job of sharing our reality on Instagram. I will give you some advice though. Take it easy on yourself. There’s no such thing as supermom. We all crawl into bed some nights and wonder if we did enough, if we played with the kids enough, cleaned the house enough, if people like us enough, if we’ve scarred our daughter for life by crushing her magical tooth fairy castle dreams (or maybe that one’s only me?)… Extend yourself some grace Mom. We’re doing good things, important things, and I’d venture a guess that if you’ve spent time worrying about how good of a job you’re doing, then you’re doing 100 times better than you think you are…
You know, on second thought, I had all 5 kids asleep by 8:15 tonight. By myself. Maybe I am supermom.