THAT mom or Supermom?

Today, my dear dear husband woke me up late. Now granted I am a grown up myself and could choose to not rely on him as my morning alarm, but usually this system works great. Until this morning. This morning I was awoken to, "Honey, I'm so sorry, it's already 8 [Emma has preschool at 8:30], I was just going to check email for a minute..."

Okay, no worries, I am supermom. So we got the kids up got all 3 of us dressed, because not only does Emma have preschool, but women's biblestudy starts at 9am. I get a nutritionaly balanced breakfast for the kids [read toaster waffles - plain] and work on Emma's lunch. This morning she requests peanut butter, and because I'm super mom and even though I know we'll be late, I make peanut butter instead of throwing in crackers and a cheese stick.

I grab the diaper bag [and the things that go in it] and the kiddos and we make it to preschool only 10 minutes late. Whew!

We're doing fine, because I'm still 5 minutes early for biblestudy. I take charge of some tiny nursery things, and I'm feeling pretty accomplished by the time I sit for biblestudy brunch.

But during the video, I realize - I was supposed to bring snack for preschool! Whoops, and snack happened 45 minutes ago. Oh well, I say, I'll bring it on Monday, things happen.

Biblestudy ends, and I pick up Audrey from the nursery, where I realize, we can't run errands after picking Emma up from preschool, because Audrey hasn't had a morning nap [why won't this child sleep in the nursery?] and can barely stay awake on the 8 minute drive to the preschool. Oh well, we'll work those errands in this afternoon sometime. After all, I'm still supermom, right?

So in I go to apologize for snack and we laugh a little and chat when the aid says, "Oh, Emma had peanut butter for lunch today." And I'm thinking, oh goodness, did she not eat it? did she smear it on the wall? "We're a peanut-free school."

Oh yes. That's right. I am THAT mom. I forgot snack and sent the child a possibly deadly to others lunch. Sigh.

On the way home, I'm contemplating my supermom powers, they seem to be a bit on the fritz. I get the kids settled and check my email only to find I had scheduled a playdate at my home for 8:30am THIS morning.

Some days you just can't win. At least I can't anyway. And though I wish I actually DID have supermom powers, clearly I haven't been granted mine yet.

How often though, as moms, do things not go as planned? Quite a bit in this house. And yet, I try and try to do it all on my own. What an eye opening example of how God asks us daily to rely on him instead of our own strength, ingenuity and supermom powers.

So today, I'm reminded I am THAT mom. The one that needs to rely on God to get me through the day. Cause clearly, I can't do it on my own. But how awesome is He who gives me the strength to do all things. Who's love is greater than all my faults. The lyrics from Stuart Townend's song; (Listen to it now)

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
...
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection.

Lord, Let me boast only in you, not gifts, not power, not wisedom - just You! Thank you for ordering my days, even as I mess them up. Give me extra grace today. Amen.