If I had a nickel for every time I heard, that I am supermom, I would be rich. In all seriousness, I hear this so much and the truth is. I am not Supermom. I am not even remotely close.
I have a lot of time to think at night after the children go to bed. The house is quiet and all is calm. The chaos of the day is over and nothing is really needing to be done. The nights are hard at times because of the silence.