My mom didn’t strive to be SuperMom. She stayed home, cooked our meals and was there when we cried or needed something. Yet, she suffered in silence, in her own way, living a life that wasn’t fulfilled.

I was a stay-at-home Mom for most of my daughters’ elementary school years, and I did attempt the SuperHero status but never quite got there. Not for lack of trying and reading and adopting many parenting books’ advice. Yet other Moms thought I did an amazing job! They saw the clean house, the smart happy children, the home-cooked meals, lunches and knew about the weekly date night out with my husband and were wowed. Little did they know what went on behind the scenes.

I was overly busy – using a jam-packed social and volunteering schedule to keep me constantly on the move. Not playing with my children. Rarely taking the time for my inner musings, creativity or spiritual practices. And, when one of the girls woke up sick, I was totally thrown off-course, having to rearrange my life to make time for staying home with my daughter.

Where did I learn about the sacrifice I thought my life had to be as a Mother? Yes, we do need to be caring, available, attentive, nurturing…yet, not forgetting about ourself in the process. I thought the more I did, the more my children would learn that Moms can do it all. Is that the legacy I wanted to teach them? Now, that Iook back, I’m not sure.

Let’s dive in…looking at Motherhood with a new lens. Being true to ourSelf first and foremost.