Turns out I am not a superhero.

All these years, I thought I was a superhero mom. Recently, I realized that my superhero mom lifestyle was a facade — a persona designed to keep me and my children safe from any perceived threats in the world. Well, superhero status is exhausting. All the time and energy spent preparing my costume, looking out for danger, keeping things in order, and responding to every need placed in front of me was actually not super helpful.

Learning how to be a caring, responsive, and firm as a parent is a noble goal. Our children need us to show up with love and clear boundaries. Be honest, not overreactive.

Now, let’s not confuse pretending to be a superhero with the truth of having a superpower. Everyone has a parenting superpower. EVERYONE.

The skill we have that others see and know about us. Don’t know your parenting superpower, ask a trusted friend. I can see the red flags from a million miles away, that’s my superpower.

Next year, instead of being quick share my vision and unsolicited opinion, I am updating my superpower to include more humility and grace.

Kind of like getting the .99¢ boost added to my smoothie at Jamba Juice.

Let 2020 be the year for loving everyone precisely as they are and responding with more kindness and elegance — a good way to start the new year.

Up, up, and away.