Actually, I'm not anywhere close to Supermom.
You won't find me jumping over diaper piles as high as buildings during the days, and flying above the traffic from my office to my home during the evenings. I do wish I had the power to fly a few times around the Earth to reverse time and get another extra couple of hours with my babies, but I've tried and it doesn't really happen.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not being apologetic here about being a less than perfect Mom. I'm actually just trying to be the best mom that I can be. But it's a description that just doesn't fit me, although it's kind of nice that at least some people can't tell how frazzled I really am half the time.
Having said that, I'm actually feeling really refreshed and kicked right now after a game of squash. I've taken up playing the game with my husband and he's been beating the crap out of me at it. Have you ever sprained your left butt-cheek while playing squash? Not that I'm saying this has happened to me. But sorry, that isn't very a Supermom-like question, is it?