- Reading the same book for the millionth time to your toddler while simultaneously nursing the baby and buttoning your five year old's pants.
- Getting all gussied up for lunch with your husband (nicer-than-normal clothes, styled hair, jewelry, make-up), only to come home and have the baby spit up All. Over. You. So you end your day in old cotton capris and a t-shirt with your hair pulled back.
- Having your two-year-old throw a tantrum on the floor while you're checking out at Sam's Club and being able to completely ignore him and everyone who is staring.
- Not really caring if your kids eat Cracker Jacks off of the pavement at the park. It'll only make them stronger, right?
- Having the right to say no to hot dogs for breakfast, no matter how much your kids beg.
- Not seeing the latest Harry Potter movie the first week it's out because the bebe is just a tad too little (for my taste) to be left with a sitter. (Oh, the sacrifices!)
- Plunking down $100 on diapers and wipes during one shopping trip.
- Being brave and killing the Big Spider even though you're not too keen on killing big spiders.
- Listening to your five-year-old give a 20 minute play-by-play recount of his latest computer game and acting interested.
- Not being the least bit surprised to find little boy underpants in the toy drawer.
- Not being the least bit surprised to find a plastic army man in your make-up bag.
- Realizing that your house not only does not need to be but simply Can Never Be 100% clean. Ever. Not even for just one minute. And that's okay.
- Having little boys fight over who gets to hold your hand.
- Having the best job in the world.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Being A Mom Means...
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6 comments:
Go ahead and take Cole to the movies. I took Ruby with me to see star trek and she slept the whole time. We are going to Harry Potter tonight with her --and I hope I'm not cursing myself by saying this-- with a blanket to cover her ears it should be fine.
Amen. It is the best job in the world!
oh, maren, you are too good. love this post. made graham laugh, too.
I totally agree! You are amazing!
you are dead on. no caps, left had holding a wiggly baby.
I completely agree...I have had a post like this rolling around in my brain about how being a mom means finding toys under the covers of your bed and the fridge magnets perpetually on the kitchen floor. You're so eloquent.
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