Supermom....hmm??????

So I confessed to my Relief Society presidency today(who came over to see how I was doing) :o(. I debated on showing a big toothed smile, or a calm grin, while lying my pants off about how things are for me around here. "Everything is going well, and of course I'm keeping up with everything. I'm a supermom"....right? They asked me how they can help, and one made a gesture to the pile of laundry I was sweeping out of the way. I immediately said no no no. I would be embarrassed if anyone had to fold any of my underwear. I'm sure they wouldn't mind though, they are the sweetest, most sincere group of ladies there ever was. It must have been their understanding, and accepting vibes emanating from them. I soon melted, and was fighting back the truth of how unruly my children have become since the cold weather hit (even though this week has been wonderful), how I am sooo not keeping up with my chores, and I am barely hanging on to Evan's attention during his lessons. I told them there wasn't anything they could help with (translation: there wasn't anything I was going to let them help with, because I am very independent ( more translation: its more that I hate putting people out)these are things I'm working on). The only way to help me is for God to bless me with more arms, and more energy,.......well.........theres always drugs! J/K I will just say one more thing, to all the women that think they are not a supermom, but tell other women they are, and those women that get told they are supermoms, but don't think they are: go play with your kids, they surely think you are a supermom, and truly you are. luv ya Heidi