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As moms (and maybe dads, I'm not one), don't we feel tons of pressure (from ourselves) to be everything to everyone?  Pressure to bust out of our jammies or work out clothes or work clothes and be Super Mom (with no cellulite showing through our skin tight costume)?  I do!  And sometimes it is EXHAUSTING.  The pressure I put on myself to be amazing for everyone is exhausting.  Why do we do that?

So, I was jamming to my music (not a pretty sight) while I was cleaning the kitchen (thank you broken dish washer for the black mold that has infested my kitchen) and this song came on.  I've heard it a zillion times, but I guess I really heard the words for the first time.  It was refreshing.  Somehow it gave me the freedom to just be human and not expect so much out of myself!!!

Human
by Christina Perri

 I can hold my breath
I can bite my tongue
I can stay awake for days
If that's what you want
Be your number one

 I can fake a smile
I can force a laugh
I can dance and play the part
If that's what you ask
Give you all I am

 I can do it
I can do it
I can do it

 But I'm only human
I bleed when I fall down
I'm only human
I crash and I break down
Your words in my head, knives in my heart
You build me up and then I fall apart
'Cause I'm only human

 I'm only human
I'm only human
Just a little human

 I can take so much
'Til I've had enough

Anyway, why that song gave me a sense of freedom, I do not know.  But sometimes we Super Moms in disguise just need to be reminded that we are only human and as one of my professors told me, sometimes it is ok to just be ok.  Freedom in those words!!!

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