A Super Mom can do anything and everything.
She can multi-task like no other. To her, carrying on a conference call while making school lunches is child's play.
Gardening, while playing fetch with the dog, and blowing bubbles in the backyard is easy as pie.
And breaking up a fight between siblings, putting together a complex puzzle and baking cookies all at the same time time doesn't even cause her to break a sweat.
Super Moms may not be able to fly or lift cars, but they do have super powers.
They have the ability to read minds and know when you're hiding something. Their interrogation methods match those of the secret service and after a few minutes of the intimidating stare-down combined with the raised eyebrow technique, suspects are spilling the beans about "what really happened" just to escape.
A Super Mom has unmatched healing powers.
Shrieks and cries are instantly subdued when she wipes away tears and she kisses bumps, bruises and scratches that have on-lookers fainting at the sight.
Amazingly Super Moms tend to be psychic.
After desperately pleading with her to help you find your homework, she'll tell you without missing a beat that it is in your room. She will then tell you specifically that it's on the left side of the third shelf beside your bed under your socks (and with a raised eyebrow she reminds you that you would know that if you had put away your laundry like she told you to).
Super Moms are brilliant.
They know why the sun is yellow, how far away it is and where it goes at the end of the day. And they don't mind explaining it to you; over and over and over again.
Fear is not in the genes of a Super Mom.
She can set up elaborate traps to catch bogeymen hiding under the bed in the middle of the night and she will stand guard until all those strange noises in the closet move on to the next house.
Super Mom doesn't let germs scare her, and she will bravely cuddle beside you when you have a fever and comfort you with stories and kisses and songs until you fall asleep, and miraculously she is still there when you wake up and need a drink.
She will not flinch when she gets coated with projectile vomit at three in the morning and she doesn't squirm when she gets smothered with booger smooches and is used as a comfy Kleenex during cold season.
Super Mom helps you study, drives you to the mall and lets you sleep in until noon after you have a sleepover and she doesn't think of complaining about the noise and giggles that continued long after her midnight knock at your bedroom door saying "lights out"
A Super Mom holds your hand and although it crushes her heart the day you tell her you're "big enough" to cross the street by yourself, she lets you embrace your independence (but she still watches like a hawk from the window ready to swoop in if you need her.)
And only a Super Mom has the patience to take a deep breath and count to 10 when you start giving her attitude and she even forgives you when you say things that aren't so nice when you don't get your way.
Super Moms don't wear capes or have X-ray vision; their super powers are much stronger.
The gifts of a true Super Mom are her unconditional love, unwavering support and ability to nurture her children and encourage them to dream and seize life's opportunities.
Super Moms can be birth mothers, grandmothers, adoptive mothers, step moms, foster moms, mothers-in-law and god mothers, and each one deserves to be recognized for their devotion to the children they love.
And so, Happy Mother's Day to the wonderful Super Moms in my life.
My grandmothers have set a high standard for me to live up to and I cherish each moment we spend together.
My mother-in-law is a woman of strength, spirit and feistiness who inspires me (and I don't even mind that my husband will always enjoy her cooking much more than mine).
And to my mom, the model of a true Super Mom, even though our relationship has evolved from Mommy to Mom, you are still the first person I would run to with a skinned knee.
I love you all.
Published by the Welland Tribune May 8, 2009
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