So as every mother can attest, motherhood isn't always the most glamorous job. Most days (at least mine anyway) are filled with trying to make sense out of chaos and catering to my beautiful children with their constant "needs", "wants" and sometimes "demands", while occasionally slipping in some "me" time which usually ends up being about five minutes browsing through my favorite blogs. I guess the reality that I am actually a mother hasn't completely sunk in, because often times I will look at Savannah and think to myself, "it's so crazy that she's actually mine". Well, she's not mine really, but you know what I mean.
Yesterday Aunt Holly paid us a visit after taking Jane to her second Dentist appt. While the four kids were playing and producing as much noise as four children can possibly make, I was doing laundry and Holly was applying stickers on the Happy Meal toys that she had just acquired from gasp! Mc Donald's. Yes, occasionally we do feed our kids fast food. The phone rang, and it was Holly's friend Lisa who asked what she was doing. Now mind you, Holly could have conjured up a number of creative things to say that would have sounded a lot more meaningful than, "I'm sitting here putting stickers on a toy from a Happy Meal." I laughed to myself and thought, "Now this is the epitome of motherhood". Granted, there are SO many payoffs and much satisfaction to be had as a mother, but really, it's the hundred moments spent "putting stickers on Happy Meals" that make up the majority of motherhood.
You may wonder how I found the time to write this lengthy blog. Well, it takes a lot longer typing with one hand, while holding a child with my spare arm, and taking breaks to tell Savannah to "stop poking me with a nail", but alas I was able to finish! Sigh.
3 comments:
i'm not quite sure why...but this post made me a little teary. i'm just really grateful to be a mother.(putting stickers on happy meal toys and ALL!!)
It's funny that you mention this, becuase just last night I had a moment that made me think about this topic as well. Logan has this little motercycle guy that came with a toy motorcycle. he plays with him all the time and calls him "my guy". He is always saying, "Where's my guy?" Anyway, it was about bed time and I took the "guy" and was pretending to sing something to Logan about going to bed. Logan was like, "No, my guy doesn't sing like that!" So then I had to make my voice all gruff and manly sounding to sing the song. Tony, Logan and I all started laughing about it, and I thought to myself..."Did I ever imagine I would be playing with a motorcycle guy and laughing about it?" Your life definitely changes when you become a mom!
Lol, I love this post because a lot of times as a mom I feel like everyone else does such a better job than I do...but it really doesnt matter. But just be grateful that we can be a mom. And yer I am holding tessa typing one handed, while ethan wants my attention...better go!
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