I'm Not Really Super Mom

The mothers in my playgroup (some of whom I've only known for a month), think that I'm Super Mom.  Why?

So I brought a yummy (10 minute) sesame noodles and fried (frozen) dumplings last week. So I brought homemade chocolate chip cookies this week--I had a prego craving for them Sunday night.

So I showed up to the playgroup wearing a dress I upcycled from 2 hold t-shirts. (Forgot to take pics, but there's a tutorial from this month's Ready Made magazine).

So I brought some bottle caps that I collaged 3 years ago so I could punch holes and at bails to them. I figured it was about time I did something with them. Plus I'm not really a helicopter parent so I'd rather bring something for me to do while Sophia runs around someone else's backyard.

So I work from home, too. All while staying home with my 3 year old, and I’m five months pregnant. Why do I do all of this?

I'm trying to win a Super Mom award.

NOT!

I do all of these things because I love to create, love to make things. If I don’t do it, I’ll go crazy! I’ve always been creative. Crafting and cooking are my creative outlets. Okay, most of the time I cook because I have to feed me and the family.

But crafting, oh, I get these ideas in my head, and I just CANNOT sleep. Crafting late at night after everyone is in bed keeps me sane. It’s my quiet time. I can listen to my podcasts and relax with my sewing machine.

It makes those no nap, whining, screaming days seem not so bad. The lack of sleep is totally worth it.

This is an original DC Metro Moms post.

Pop over to Passion and Art to see what Thien-Kim stayed up till the wee hours sewing.

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