I often wonder where the term "supermom" came from. I do my absolute best everyday trying to juggle my work and home life. I wake up at the last minute because I don't know what sleeping in is anymore. While trying to get ready for work, I'm taking care of and playing with my wonderful son. Time with him means more to me than putting on makeup. Who has time for that anyway? As I try to do my hair, he's busy getting into something he's not supposed to. I put him back to bed so daddy can rest, and than rush to work. After my long day at work it's time to get home quickly because it's daddy's time to make some money. There really isn't enough hours in the day!! By this time Bam's hungry so I feed him while trying to clean. After chasing him around for a couple of hours, I get him ready for bed. I give him a bath, read him a story, and sing him a song. Now it's my time to relax. So instead of going to bed like I should, I stay up. I have to wind down from a long day. 12 o'clock rolls around and I know I need to get some shut eye. I get my dogs Zoey and Lilly and we go to bed. I get up the next day and do it all over again. I would like to think i'm doing a great job but sometimes I question it. Being a mom isn't easy at all. I probably wouldn't know what to do with myself if I didn't have bam. So every night I thank god for being so blessed. I enjoy every minute I have with my son. He means the world to me. Every single crazy and hectic day melts away every time I see him smile.
