Charger Mom - The New Super Woman

I used to think superwoman wore a gold bra with red and white spangles all over what little parts of her body she covered. But over the past few weeks, I've come to recognize a different sort of Superwoman.

She's not wearing a swimsuit with meager proportions, and her hair doesn't remain in place no matter the weather. Sometimes her eyes are red from crying and she'd pop out of a swimsuit if she dared to try one on. Her view of life isn't presented before a golden staff, and she doesn't fly from place to place, although there are times when her wings are gilded and her halo holds a perfect shine. The glimpse of a tear in her eye will tell you, beyond any shadow of a doubt that she's not the superwoman figurine, she's a real mom, the total woman, Charger Mom.

Through the Pages of Parenthood, I'd like to introduce you to another Charger Mom, who takes her position and her responsibility very seriously. This mom is single and has fought out the battle that will eventually bring her great success and the privilege of knowing that she's accomplished great things and through her own efforts, her daughter, like my daughter, will know that life offers greatness, wonderment, and the thrill of parenthood.