“Motherhood is buying a shirt for your daughter that she tried on and loved in the store only to get home and have her refuse to wear it because it’s too itchy.“
This was the status update I posted on my Facebook page recently. It’s so simple, yet so true. There are many more truths about motherhood that have come to me since I posted about the shirt. Truths about what motherhood is that apply right now, at this time in my life, as a working mom to two school-age kids.
Truths such as:
Motherhood is finding your best towel on the floor because it was used to clean up the Barbie pool.
Motherhood is spending the last dollar in your wallet on your kids.
Motherhood is getting the worst manicure from your daughter, but thinking it’s the best manicure.
Motherhood is signing health forms and tracking vaccinations. Again and again and again.
Motherhood is holding hands, giving piggy back rides, and throwing wiffle balls.
Motherhood is watching your son drop a ball in a baseball game and get benched the next inning.
Motherhood is watching the coach’s son drop a ball in a baseball game and NOT get benched the next inning.
Motherhood is stocking up on your kids’ favorite cereal because it’s on sale, only to find out when you get home and unpack those six boxes that that cereal is no longer your kids’ favorite cereal.
Motherhood is demanding your kids go to bed, wash their hair, and wear sunscreen because it’s good for them.
Motherhood is learning how to dab from your kids.
Motherhood is being told, “Mom, you can NEVER dab in public!” by your kids.
Motherhood is sitting through episodes of Full House and Henry Danger on TV. Again and again and again.
Motherhood is wishing you had $1 for every time one of your kids asked, “What’s for dinner?”
Motherhood is wishing you could actually make something for dinner that your kids would eat.
Motherhood is watching your waistline – and your heart – grow bigger.
Motherhood is…the best. The best. This is what motherhood is to me.