In the pre-motherhood years (which most of you know were short years indeed) I had visions of what kind of mother I would be. Really it all started with the song "when I grow up I want to be a mother....." I could probably sing the whole song for you but I will spare you the lyrics. For those of you who now have the song stuck in your mind you know you loved that song! After listening to that song I would dream about what kind of mother I would be and how perfect and adorable my kids would be. Now I am slightly biased but I do think my kids are adorable and not totally perfect (but pretty close). Anytime I saw kids looking disheveled, with runny noses, snagged hair and heaven forbid - gasp - clothes with Disney characters on them I would retreat into my judgemental pre-motherhood role and say in my mind my kids will NEVER look like that. Fast forward many years and 5 kids and I will be the first to say my kids have looked like all of the above mentioned many, many times. Now when I see the tantrums, the lamb legs, the Disney clothes I smile at the mom and silently form a motherhood bond.....been there done that.
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I did the exact same thing - my kid was NEVER going to wear Disney clothes or not have her hair done. I've had to eat my words more than once! Love the pictures - he's adorable!
Ooohh I know that face all to well. At our house the problem comes when trying to clean off the adorable face and it ends up spread even further because of the fit throwing. Oh the joys of being a mother.
gross!!!!!!!
I was a way better mother before I had kids...that's when I had all the answers. Amazing how much I still don't know...but what I do know is that my heart has never felt joy or love on this level...Amazing how children make a family complete! (Snotty noses and tacky character clothing included!)
That is indeed a lot of snot!
oh man - is that snot??
hahahaha.
Your kids ARE adorable and nearly perfect. It isn't even surprising to me that he is still so darn cute, even with all of that good stuff on his face.
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