Thursday, February 17, 2011


So, I've recently come to the understanding that I'm not superwoman. I will never be superwoman. Most importantly, I don't wish to be superwoman.
Who am I?

I'm a wife, mother and friend--and sometimes even a writer. As such, I make mistakes. 
I have bad days,
lazy days,
binge days,
bitchy days, 
thoughtless days,
stupid days, 
and tearful days.

Sometimes the dishes pile up.
Sometimes the sock drawer is empty.
Sometimes I screw up the checking account. 
Sometimes I forget the important things my kids say.

I can and will say stupid things to my friends.
I can and will forget there's a life outside of my characters.
I can and will miss birthdays and anniversaries.

Here's the the thing. 
I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be perfect. But that's okay, because I'm only human.

I'm thankful to have surrounded myself with people who understand me--the real me.
I'm thankful my kids think I'm the best mom in the world.
I'm thankful my husband thinks I hung the moon.
I'm thanful my mom drags me out of my house from time to time.
I'm thankful my family supports my passion for writing erotic romance.

The thing is, Anne Rainey isn't all bad.
I was raised to be kind to others. 
To be respectful and understanding.
To say those two all important phrases:
"I'm sorry" and "Thank you".

I do and will admit when I'm wrong.
I do and will try and make it right.
I do and will go the extra mile for my family.
I do and will go the extra mile for my friends.
I do and will pray for my loved ones.
I do and will pray for those who hate me.

No, I'm not superwoman. 

I will rework my schedule if it means helping my brother with an article he's writing.
I will scrape my pennies together if it means giving a friend a gift she couldn't afford herself.
I will pick up stray animals on the road and give them a good and loving home.
I will use my royalty money to buy my husband that saw he's wanted for so long.
  I will defend my friends and family, even if it means bringing myself a bucket-load of grief.
I will help my fellow writers, because I know they'd help me.
I will speak out for what I beleive in, no matter the cost to myself.

No, I'm not superwoman.

I am... 
a wife, mother and friend--and sometimes even a writer.


Harlie Williams said...

You are great person! Thanks for sharing this post.

C. Zampa said...

Nice to meet you, Anne! And I loved your blog!

Isn't it liberating to not have to be perfect? Sigh!

Anne Rainey said...

Hi Harlie--Thank you! I think women are too often forced to do it all. Sometimes it's nice to step back and realize it's okay if we don't!

Anne Rainey said...

It's VERY liberating, Carol! Now, I think I need to print this and hang it near my bathroom mirror.

D. F. Krieger said...

Love this post. I think you've just become the poster woman for every female writer that's married and has kids :D

Anne Rainey said...

LOL! It's so hard to balance everything. This morning I realized it's not necessary to do it ALL, just do my part. :)

Madison Scott said...

Wow! Awesome, awesome post, Anne. Brought tears to my eyes. I definitely understand where you're coming from. All my love and you're a wonderful person. You've been there for me and helped me so much over the years. Glad you're in my life.

Anne Rainey said...

Madison--It was a good day when we connected on Lori Foster's Message Board! I'm grateful we're friends! :)

Brindle Chase said...

Well, for what its worth... I think you're pretty super!!

Anne Rainey said...

Thanks, Brindle! Right back'atcha! :)

Fedora said...

You do, Anne--put it up so you don't forget that you may not be Superwoman, but there are many people who would agree that you're pretty super all the same! :)

Anne Rainey said...

Now I'm getting all teary! Thanks, Fedora! =D

Unknown said...

Very cool! I tell people all of the time that I'm not perfect and I don't want to be. I do want to be someone my son will be proud of when he's older.

Like you, I do what I can, when and where I can, but I can't do everything I would like to. I've taken in several people who needed a roof over the years.

In the end I have to be true to myself. I like who I am more than I have at any other time in my life. I will continue to do what I think is right. :0)

Natalie Dae said...

This was absolutely lovely. It made me cry because it relates to me too. Here, have a hug!


Janice Seagraves said...

I once dreamed I was this special woman named Super Mom.

Supper mom had a job, took care of all five kids (I only have one in real life), kept the hubby remembering who takes care of him, kept the house clean and cook wonderful meals her family loved.

Then I woke up to the reek from the laundry piled up in my dirty bathroom.


Anne Rainey said...

Connie--You hit the nail on the head with your comment someone my son will be proud of

I feel the SAME way with my daughters. :)

Anne Rainey said...

Natalie--Aww, didn't mean to make you all teary! But thanks for the hug. Hugs are the best, they can turn a bad day around every single time. :)

Anne Rainey said...

Janice--Ah!! You've had that dream too, huh? LOL! Well, whenever I start to feel like I'm not doing enough, like I'm somehow not good enough, I try to remind myself that sometimes it's our flaws that make us interesting and fun people to be around. :)