The Best and Worst Mom Moments of 2012

The Best and Worst Mom Moments of 2012

Well, it's the last day of 2012. I don't quite know where the year went, but here we are, on the cusp of another year. Before we look ahead, I always like to look back at the year that was and reflect on what happened, how we grew, what went well and, well, what didn't go so well at all. It was a busy year for us -- new house, new school, new stuff all around. I got thinking: What was my best "mom" moment of 2012? And what was my worst?

So, I thought I'd tell you here.

My Worst Mom Moment of 2012

Oh man. Remember that time that my youngest son got caught in the tree in our front yard while wearing Buzz Lightyear wings? And my neighbor witnessed the whole thing? And my heart almost exploded out of my chest because I was so frightened? And then -- and then -- I laughed? And then our older son wrote about it in his journal at school? Yeah.

My Best Mom Moment of 2012

Remember that time that my youngest son got caught in the tree in our front yard while wearing Buzz Lightyear wings? Wait, hang with me. It remains my best mom moment -- not because he was fine, but that's cool too -- but because I've continued to push myself to loosen the reigns a little bit. To explore our yard and our home and to help in the kitchen and to do more by themselves. They've grown and changed so much this year, and I know it's in part because I let them go a little more. I let them make choices -- good and bad -- and it's been good for the lot of us. Almost all of my favorite memories of this year happened in our yard; enjoying nature and each other and multiple costumes and games and laughter and family.

Not Buzz, but one of the many costume changes in the yard during 2012.

Also, that was just plain funny (once I knew he was okay).

Now I want you to share: What were your best and worst mom moments of 2012? They can be serious or funny, happy or sad. You can leave a link to a blog post (or two... or twelve) or leave a comment with your story. Just share with us as we look back on what was the year 2012.

Happy New Year's Eve to you and yours!


Family/Moms & Events Section Editor Jenna Hatfield (@FireMom) blogs at Stop, Drop and Blog and The Chronicles of Munchkin Land.

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