a mom

Happy Mother's Day to all the brilliant, loving, witty, beautiful Moms out there. Being a Mom is what I am and what I do. It's my number one job. I can't imagine doing anything else than care for these two tiny little people. They make me laugh, cry, scream and smile all in the span of an hour. It's the best and hardest job I've ever done.....and will ever do.

Being a Mother at this stage in my life means: dealing with flying food at every meal, helping a little boy learn to wipe his own bottom, the constant search for the beloved "Bunky", knock down hugs, helping Greta put on shoes then take off shoes then put on shoes, don't eat that, take that out of your mouth!, putting baby dolls hat on 233 times a day, where did your pants go Greta....please stop taking off your pants, quiet time with just Wesley, shopping with Greta during preschool, pushing both kids on the swing set, planting seeds with Wesley, no more unauthorized viewing of YouTube by Wesley, watching Curious George every morning, seriously why don't you have any pants on?, Wesley taking his sister for a ride on his motorcycle, digging sand out of diapers, ecstatic kids running to Sean when he gets home from work, marco polo, long wagon rides down dirt roads, soaking up every. single. moment.

Happy Mother's Day all!