On the day I gave birth, I wandered around the supermarket, pushing my 19-month-old in the cart and grumbling about the paltry selection of diapers.
You think you know supermoms? You haven’t seen true supermoms until you’ve discovered Kara Coucher, Chaunté Lowe and Joanna Hayes, track stars who have decided to combine their running careers with motherhood. And frankly, I wish they’d keep it quiet.
These are moms who are competing in track just two months after giving birth, and storing up three months of breast milk so they can get back to training by running 100 miles a week. The rest of us, however, feel like champions when we’re able to make it to Mommy & Me without forgetting the diaper bag. Or the pacifier. Or our wallets. Or deodorant.
Personally, I don’t run unless there’s a ball involved and a chance to score. But that’s not the point. The point is that these moms deserving of capes and masks are ruining it for all new moms by raising the bar from “I showered today and left the house in under 30 minutes!” to “I qualified for the world track championships.”
Ladies, please. Stop. Or at least, do it more quietly and not, say, in the sports section of the New York Times where other new mothers might see it and think, I’d better change out of the clothes I’ve been wearing for a week and start running! Because once that bar is raised, it’ll ruin it for generations of new moms ahead.
Then we can go back to the true meaning of supermom: