Because one day just isn't enough!
As part of the Mother's Day celebration at our church, our pastor's wife will be preaching and she plans to open with some jokes about motherhood. On her blog this week, she asked moms to write in and finish this line: "You know you're a mom when...". The first 6 below are Jackie's submissions, and the rest are some of my favorite finishings.
You know you're a mom when:
- You can identify any toy aisles over in a store based solely on song and sound quality.
- Clipping coupons counts as “me time”.
- No one but you understands the absolute need for your son’s and husband’s outfits to match.
- You look forward all day to your favorite PBS kids program.
- Showers are the new baths, and baby wipe rub-downs are the new showers.
- Your job is laughingly referred to as “staying at home” while you take on full responsibility for all functions, events, appointments, meetings, errands, and occasions as well as being the “home maker”.
- Your goal is not only to make friends but passionate disciples who follow Jesus whatever the cost.
- You wish that the baby monitor had a snooze button.
- Your perfume is "O de Pancake Syrup".
- When your days start at 6:15 a.m. and ends at 11:45pm.
- You open your mouth and your mother comes out.
- When your 2 year old friends call you "hey/bye, Kendal's mom!" or "Kendal's mom, I've got to go potty!".
- You arrange your long distance travel time around nap time!
- People ask you what you do for a living - and your response is " pediatric logistics specialist".
- You refer to ANY of your sweatpants as your "nice" sweatpants.
- You know that corn, lima beans, and raisins all come out whole.
- You know what I mean by "come out whole."
- You are fluent in Babble and Wild Hand Gestures.
- You recount your day's events in terms of what cup of coffee you were on.
- You know you're a mom when you realize you've developed super-human senses. You grow EYES in the back of your head, you can SMELL a dirty diaper from a mile away, you can HEAR even the softest whimper in a house full of noise, you can sense even the slightest fever with the TOUCH of your human thermometer hand, and you can now bear the TASTE of any food without flinching ("see...mommy likes it!"). In addition, mom's develop the mystical "sixth sense," meaning we can sense trouble or danger through our "GUT FEELING." I guess SuperMom is real, after all.
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