A List for a Bad Day: 10 Things I Love About Being a Mom
It's so easy to be fussy.
It is so easy to think about all the reasons why I'd be completely justified to just sit down, right now, in the middle of the floor -- and cry.
But I'm not going to do that.
I'm not going to do that, because I have too much to be thankful for... and so do you.
And as wonderful as it feels to wallow in the frustrations, it feels even better to wallow in the blessings.
So here we go: a list of things I love about being a mommy.
1. New baby smell. Mmmm. Dreft + Baby Magic + spit up = New baby smell. Oh sweet cheese, is there a better smell in the whole world?? New baby smell makes me want to have babies, and make babies, and kiss and squeeze and love babies. It's dangerous -- like crack for young mothers.
2. That moment when your toddler comes up to you holding out his tiny mashed finger, and says, "Mommy?" with big, bright blue glistening eyes. In this moment you are superman. You are the only person in the whole wide world who can fix this -- simply with a kiss. A kiss, and a hug, and a gentle pat on the bottom and that child feels safe enough, secure enough to turn around and try to climb your dresser a second time.
3. Picking up tiny shoes and tiny socks and realizing that in the very near future, they won't be quite so tiny. They grow so fast, don't they? Every time a season ends and I put away clothes, I sit on the floor clutching inanimate items of clothing for dear life and crying like a baby. I do this because I know I'm saying goodbye. I'll never see them be that small again; such is the way of life. Everything moves forward, nothing moves back.
4. That moment when my child does something amazing for the first time, and they look at me. Whether they are sitting across the table reading their first word, or out across the yard riding their bike alone for the first time, as soon as they've done it, their faces are up and their eyes are scanning to see where mom is. And I realize every time this happens, that it's because I am their person. Out of everyone in the whole world, when something good happens to them, they want to share it with me.
5. The sound of violent thumb-sucking. You know that sound, right? Click, click, click, click. My youngest baby sucks his thumb so loud, that if I brought him to church he would wake people up. Or distract people. You know, whichever.
6. That feeling you get when you tell your child you love them, and they respond with, "Mom, I know!" "How do you know", I asked her? "Because you say it ALL the time." She replied with a sigh. Poor child. The poor, poor child. She is forced to suffer through her mother's repetitive proclamations of endearment. Poor child.
7. That moment when you feel two tiny hands wrap around your leg. At times, this little blessing can seem like not such a blessing. Like, when you are trying to chop onions with a large knife and juggle a hot pan of homemade biscuits. At that moment, it's a little frustrating. But, what you have to remember is: There is only a short amount of time that you will get to enjoy being within the clutches of those sweet little hands. At least, let's hope when he's fifteen he'll no longer be interested.
8. To-Go Snacks, individually wrapped in Ziplock bags. I know this one isn't a about a tiny person, but those bags give me a sense of organization and pleasure like no other. I did not know this feeling until I became a mom, of course, because I never organized my snacks into neat, kid-sized portions. But I guarantee you that from this day on, til the day I die, I will -- simply for the joy and contentment that it brings.
9. The daily reminder that simple things can bring so much happiness. Did you read Tub Toots? Now, I am certainly not suggesting that you should sit around and do this in your free time. In, fact, please don't. But I am reminded on a daily basis, that joy comes in small, simple packages. Balloons, for example. Have you ever seen the face of a child who has just been given a balloon? Pure delight. Or words like goosey-loosey or silly-billy that cause loud, explosive waves of giggles. We should all be so joyful! And we should all find joy in such simple blessings.
10. Night time, pre-sleep snuggles. Is there anything better than a freshly bathed, PJ wearing munchkin trying to cover every single square inch of your body with theirs as you snuggle up in bed and attempt to read a story? I didn't think so. Combine this with tiny, whisper-y giggles, and sneaky wet kisses, and soft, "Mommy, I love you"s, and there really isn't anything more heart-warming -- this side of heaven. Speaking of these sneaky wet kisses, my kids love to shower me with them as I'm reading before bed. I read, distractedly, as they kiss my hand and arm and shoulder and face. It's kind of like having a puppy. But better.