If you had asked me 5 or 10 years ago what my life's ambition was, I would have answered, "To be Supermom!" I imagined vacuuming in pearls and preparing beautiful, balanced meals. My children would always be neat, matching, and of course...perfect. Every day would start with snuggling in my feather-down bed and proceed with a tickle fight resulting in blissful giggling. We would take nature walks and my children would hang on my every knowledgeable word. I would of course, be stylish, well accessorized, fun, and admired. Today has been one of those days where I've had to seriously ask myself what I was possibly thinking. Not to say that being a college student, a part-time employee getting paid nothing, a missionary, or a 4th grade teacher have been more glamorous or desirable occupations, but being a stay-at-home mom has its unique challenges. I have been pooped on, vomited on, spit up on, screamed at, cried...