I am mom

I am a mom

I am poky feet in my back all night

I am sticky hands and dirty faces wiping their yuck on me at all times

I am lost to modern day television but a pro at all shows kid-related

I am spaghetti three nights a week cause that’s all my kids eat

I am kisser of the boo boos (both real and pretend)

I am mediator of arguments over hulk smash and iron man

I am giver up of watching tv with my husband without little ones wiggling their way between us

I am up in the night to make bottles and ease bad dreams

I am always always tired

I am excited and interested even when stress is overwhelming me.

I am chasing fireflies in the warm summer nights

I am hearer of heart melting giggles

I am sacrifcier of dream jobs and great opportunities because it doesnt work with the kid schedule

I am not sure if friends my age even exist anymore….but at least I’ve got mickey mouse to entertain me

I am many names: worker, wife, friend, helper, maid, etc…

But before anything else I am MOM.