We aren't meant to be compared!

So, I just read a great article, minus the skepticism of breastfeeding, about why moms compare themselves to other moms. It's so ridiculous, but I have been guilty of this, myself. If another mom can cook, clean, breastfeed, work, never have a glass of wine, never yell at their kids, never get tired, I should be able to, too, right?
I don't think so, anymore. After this little man made his grand entrance, I made it my mission to try to be perfect. Still keep the house spotless (minus the laundry. I hate doing laundry), still cook every night, exclusively breastfeed, etc. I found myself crying just about everyday! I was so disappointed, overwhelmed, and exhausted!
It didn't take me long to figure out that we're all capable of being able to multi-task, but, at different things. I thought I could be super mom. I still consider myself to be a super mom, but, I know, now, that spending time with my kids, and hubby is far more important than having an immaculate home. Also, letting myself have a glass of wine, now and again proved to be a great remedy!
 Don't get me wrong, I still clean, but, if something needs to be put off, so that I can have an hour to talk to my hubs. you better believe, that's where I'll be. I know my hubby understands, which makes a world of difference. I do what I can, when I can, and, as long as we're happy, that's all that matters.
I was so hard on myself about breastfeeding, too. My bestie made it sound pretty easy, but, for me, it wasn't. Still isn't. I got mastitis, which meant breast damage for me. Less milk=fussy baby. I had to accept the fact that he would be partly formula-fed. I was devastated, at first. Now, I know as long as he's getting fed, he's ok. He gets 90% breast milk, and, I supplement the rest. It's easier, now that he's eating baby food, and cereal.
At the end of day, to know my kids are safe, well-fed, and my hubby is happy, makes me feel like I AM a super mom. I struggle, just like everyone else. There are days I wish little man really DID have an easy button, my daughter could entertain herself, and my hubby could make conversation with himself, but, that's my job. I love it. I get paid with kisses, hugs, and smiles. My hubby spoils me, too, which helps. lol I'm one blessed woman. Wouldn't change a thing about my life.
Hope you, too, remember we're all human. We all make mistakes. But, we're all super moms, and dads. We love our kids, and that's what matters most!
                                                             Until then, the Super mom/milk-maker