Monday, December 13, 2010

Being a Mom Means ...

... Waking up with your glasses on in your daughter's bed, with the inability to recall exactly what time you relocated there. (I think it was after 3!)

... Waking up in the middle of the night to find yourself still IN your daughter's bed, as you fell asleep next to her at "bedtime" and that was that.

... Having to *play* even when you're not quite awake yet and still have goopies in your eyes.

... Giving someone your shirt to wipe their nose with. When it's still ON you.

... Stealing a small glance at your child and noticing how she isn't a baby anymore.

... Putting this little being above all others.

... Trying to remember the last time you washed your hair.

... Never being allowed to finish something you're eating without sharing. (Sharing is good. Sharing is good.)

... Putting your foot down when your child wants to dip their Cheetos in your soup.

... Being able to get a drink for free since they come with the kids' meals and you don't want YOUR kid drinking a soft drink or sweet tea!

... Enjoying the holidays through another pair of eyes. The wonder. The excitement. The sugar high ... yeah, maybe that last one isn't just the kid ... Cookie, anyone?


  1. I know - seeing the holidays through kids' eyes really brings the magic back, doesn't it? :-)

  2. Ah the sharing, I think that is why I didn't gain much with my second child, the first one was and still does "share" my food.

  3. All these are exactly why I love being a mom. I wouldn't change it for anything!! It's going way to quickly for me. If I could slow the moments down I would. I need a tissue

  4. This is so sweet and so true. It's amazing how such a little being changes us.

  5. Great list. I love looking at the holidays through the kids eyes.

  6. I might allow the Cheetoh dip provided it didn't then go into MY mouth. ;)

  7. I thought I was the only one who did that with the kids' drinks!

  8. So very true, although The Girl is more likely to get into my bed then I am into hers!

  9. I thought I was getting away with murder with that sweet drink switcharoo (-:

    not getting caught is good...not getting caught is good...

  10. Your last one does it for me. Callie is now 2 1/2 and is getting the concept of Santa. And the look on her eyes when we turn on the Christmas tree almost brings tears to my eyes every time.

    Great list! Rings so true!


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