Monday, May 26, 2008

You know you're a mother when...

I have been thinking about Mother's Day a lot lately. I know that it already passed and I got a very special day because we blessed Paisley on Mother's Day, but I forgot to mention all my wonderful mommies out there. My own mother for raising me, my mother-in-law for raising a wonderful son who I got to marry, my grandmas, all the women and friends in my life. Yeah for mommies! So I decided to post this little thing I wrote a bit ago for my twin sister Jakobi when she was pregnant with her little boy Jax.

You know you’re a mother when you wake up in a rocking chair with a baby passed out in your arms and a kink in your neck and you don’t even remember getting there. You know you’re a mother when you find cheerios in your pockets, there are always dried boogies on the shoulder of your shirt, or a nursing pad slips out from under your shirt and falls on the ground in Wal-Mart and you quickly scurry away before anyone notices. You know you’re a mother when you leave the bottle boiling on the stove and run out the door to go yard saleing and you come back to a house filled with smoke and a rubber smell and your husband is still asleep in bed and you wonder if there is any way that you can save the half burnt bottle nipple that has melted into the pan, or you are picking up the mess under your toddlers’ high chair and for some odd reason you stick a piece of that toast in your mouth and before you realize what you have done, you swallow. You know you’re a mother when you have a huge diaper bag, carrying everything from nail clippers to a hot wheels car, yet you still insist on buying small cute purses to try and feel somewhat like a normal hip person. You know you’re a mother when you smell your kids bum to see if they are stinky and you don’t care if you’re at church and who’s watching. You know you're a Mother when someone says "alone time" and you imagine yourself folding laundry ALL BY YOURSELF eating Twinkies, drinking Mountain Dew and watching a recording of American Idol. You know you’re a mother when people say, “oh what a cute baby,” and you say, “I know.”

Yes, all of this has actually happened to me. :)

4 comments:

Alisha W. said...

Totally do the smelling the bum thing! :)

Nursing pad falling out would be horrible!

Brit said...

I love it all Korbi you are the best!!!!

JENICA said...

AMEN! I guess I/m on the mommy train cause all that sounds familiar, but for the record, I picked up my nursing pad hoping no one could tell wheat it was! so true, well said korbi, your a great mom.

Jess said...

I LOVED this post!!! You were meant to be a mom :)