My Kryptonite

The concept of maternal superpowers has always been an interesting conversation piece for me.  I believe that mothers have the ability to fly the heights as high as Superman, run as fast as Flash can, be as strong as The Hulk... you get the idea.  But like any superheroes, you'd come across that version of a Kryptonite - that one thing that makes your super human abilities weak.

Mine, for example, is being around dermatologists.

I know it sounds funny, but being around them makes me feel a lot more inferior than how I really am.  They have perfect skin, they glow like the characters of Breaking Dawn.  They seem to have the piercing way of looking at you...

This afternoon, I brought Nemo to the hospital to get the lesions on the sides of her mouth checked.  We saw her pediatrician who referred us to a dermatologist.  

It was the longest 15 minutes of my life.

The thoughts that were in my head while I was a few feet away from her:

           Damn, she has great skin!

           Oh my goodness, she is looking at me!  I feel like an oversize skin pore.

           Do I have warts that need to be removed?

          Is the skin discoloration from my pregnancies making me look like the 102nd 

         Dalmatian??

I know it is just weird thoughts in my head.  We were talking like regular adults.  It is just me and my funny insecurities around women with perfect skin. LOL!

Please excuse me while I regain my maternal superpowers back.  We'll be on regular programming in my next post. ;)