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10 Things I Forget I Love About Being a Mom.

This motherhood thing? It’s a lot of work. And a lot of the time, it can feel like a pretty thankless task. Especially when it’s been, oh I don’t know, approximately 5,000 years since you got a solid eight hours of sleep.

Mama’s Losin’ It

When I’m that tired, and stressed, and cranky, it can be hard to remember what’s good about this whole mom thing. When all I want to do is sit on the dang couch and drool, it can be tough to stay cheerful through another round of “On Top of Old Smoky.”

But Mom is a pretty awesome thing to be (especially when the kid’s finally asleep). Here are 10 things I love:

  1. Those two or three minutes, right after I pull her out of the crib in the morning, when she throws her arms around my neck and hugs me with all her might.
  2. The way she says, out of nowhere, “mommy, you’re so beautiful.” Or, “I like your shirt.” Or, “I love your hair.”
  3. The moment after a temper tantrum when she looks at me and says, “mommy, I don’t like to be grumpy.”
  4. The way she spins, grinning wildly, when a song comes on that she loves.
  5. Watching her swing, throwing her head back to stare at the sky and shrieking, “I flllyyyying!”
  6. The heavy weight of her sleepy body curled against me during a midnight snuggle.
  7. The way her eyes light up when we reunite after a long day of work and daycare.
  8. Listening to her spin stories as she plays with her toys by herself.
  9. Her laugh. Oh how I love her gleeful little laugh.
  10. The way she looks snuggled in her daddy’s lap as she shares his breakfast in the morning.

Huh. As it turns out, there are more than 10 things I love about being a mom. I could keep going and going and going…

But instead, I’m going to shut down this computer and enjoy the one hour (the only hour) I have to enjoy being plain old me before bedtime.

Night night.

What Being a Mom Means.

Being a mom means greeting the news that your baby seems interested in toilet training with as much enthusiasm as you would a free trip to the Caribbean.

Being a mom means disappearing on a Friday evening “to get milk,” and escaping to Target for a blissful hour or two.

Being a mom means gaining rock hard biceps without ever making a trip to the gym.

Being a mom means being saddled with a squishy belly that no amount of crunches seems to touch.

Being a mom means dreaming of a two hour nap with the same longing you once reserved for expensive heels and designer duds.

Being a mom means realizing you’ve gone two months without dying your hair…

And deciding it can wait a little longer.

Being a mom means mourning your pre-pregnancy body – but never giving up hope that you can get back there.

Being a mom means knowing you are unconditionally loved…

And that someday, you’ll be hated with the same passion (at least upon occasion).

Being a mom means being jealous of your friends’ stories of drunken debauchery.

Being a mom means you’d much rather curl up with your husband on the couch than hit the bar.

Being a mom means you finally feel like an adult.

But being a mom also means  you often wish your mom was there to tell you what to do.

Being a mom is fantastic, exhilarating, exhausting and bewildering.

Being a mom means something different every day.

What does being a mom mean to you?