I became a mom a little later in life. I was 37 when I had my first baby. I spent my 20’s and 30’s focusing on my career, and waited to have children until I found my “Mr. Right”.
Of course, you can have it all. A great career, and be a wife and a mom, all at the same time. But in the field in which I worked, (TV Production), it was a tough, hectic lifestyle to be able to do it all successfully. My hours were relentless, so my focus was solely on my job.
As much as I loved my career, though, my desire to be a mom one day never wavered. I spent many years dreaming about my babies-to-be. I often thought about the type of mom I would be. And the type of mom I would NOT be.
None of the daydreams can prepare you for the craziness that comes along with motherhood. All the “perfect mother” images I had of myself as a mom were completely shattered once my babies were born.
I was changed forever. And I had to do some unimaginable things. For instance…
#1 Clean poop off of walls, (and floors, cribs and even bathtubs).
I won’t lie and say I wasn’t gagging the entire time. While in the midst of being potty trained, one of my kids had an accident and tried to clean it up by themselves. What I discovered was… poop smeared EVERYWHERE. It was like a murder scene, but instead of blood, it was poop splattered on the walls, the floor, the doorknobs… everywhere. And yep, I had to clean it all.
#2 Wipe someone else’s boogies with my bare fingers.
If you have children, you have experienced the “Boogie Explosion”. It’s when a kid sneezes and boogies are suddenly spilling out of their nose. What’s a mom to do? There’s only one answer… Wipe.
#3 Clean someone else’s face with my spit.
My mom did this to me all the time. I swore I would NEVER use my spit to clean my own kids’ faces. Guess what? I have. There are times when you have no choice but to wipe that pop-tart jelly off their cheek with your spit.
#4 Eat a complete dinner from my child’s scraps.
Hey, at least the food didn’t go to waste.
#5 Go fishing in the toilet.
My son dropped his precious Thomas engine in the toilet once. The shrieks were ear-piercing. I went in to help and discovered he had also just pooped in the toilet! Yes, Thomas was swimming with a turd. But I had no choice. My son was beyond consolation, I just needed to act quickly and save Thomas. So I did. I closed my eyes and shoved my hand in that toilet. I will admit I scrubbed for a LONG time after. But I was happy to have stopped the shrieking. And for a brief moment, I was my son’s HERO.
#6 Yell in public.
I had friends who had children before me, and I witnessed the yelling. I swore I would never be “that mom”. The one who lost her cool. Who yelled at her kids in public. Who made everyone turn and stare.
Well, guess what? The first time my son hid from me under a mannequin’s dress in Target, and I couldn’t find him… Yep, I yelled. Like a crazy lady. I’m sorry, but there are times when it is warranted.
#7 Put ME last. Sometimes even behind the dogs.
I don’t matter anymore. Every mom understands this. Before kids, my thoughts were all about me. Taking care of me. My life revolved around ME.
Then I got married, and my life was all about taking care of my hubby.
Then we adopted a dog, and I was focused on taking care of me, hubby and the dog.
Then I had kids. From that moment on, none of us mattered as much as they matter. The kids always come first. Hubby next. Dogs 3rd. And I am last. It’s just what moms do. They sacrifice themselves. Happily. Okay, sometimes not so happily. But I really wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m sure there will be many more things I will be shocked to discover that I will do willingly for my children.
Thus is the life of a mom. Because it’s all about LOVE.
A mother’s love.
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