Being a mom

Being a mom means:

• getting a few less marshmallows in your lucky charms
• you rarely have an organized tupperware drawer
• forgetting what a long hot shower feels like since you quickly try and shower before your husband goes to work because who wants to use precious nap time to shower? or take a lukewarm shower with a baby playing at your feet...
• staying awake worrying about anything and everything while you "research" and read medical forums and other mom's blogs to learn of their experiences and then the morning can't come fast enough to call the doctor
• sometimes forgetting you have a name besides mommy because that is what you hear literally hundreds of time a day
• sacrificing much  needed new pants for a sixth coat for your girl that she "needs"... it's such a good deal and she doesn't have one in that color...
• looking like a fool to the people in the car next to you as you sing, dance and make funny faces to keep your baby happy and/or awake
• having your arm fall asleep as you reach backwards to hold your baby's hand in the backseat of the car
• having someone watch your every move and copy your every move- makes me want to be better
• loving someone more than ever thought possible
• feeling so very loved

I have only a couple days left of being a mama of one and wanted to record just a couple thoughts that I have. I love being a mama or "mommy" as Sage now calls me. I love being Sage's mommy and I know I am going to love being Harper's mommy too. I really feel so blessed. Being a parent is the most rewarding and best jobs in the world. It is difficult and frustrating at times. I have been frustrated to tears at times, but then I hear this little voice ask, "k? k? k? (am i okay?) mama?" and come wipe my tears... How could I not be okay? Sage is my sweetheart and is so patient with me. She is going to be the best big sister. Harper is pretty lucky, but I know Sage will feel pretty lucky to have Harper too! 

Being a mother...

I brought Sage home early from church. She was being a terror even as Taylor and I took turns walking the halls with her. She is napping now and so I wanted to take a minute and write some thoughts I have about being a mother. I love being a mother. I am not a perfect mom. Sometimes I lose my patients and count down the minutes until the clock strikes 6 pm. Sometimes I forget to brush her teeth or forget to give her her medicine. Sometimes I tell her "no no" a little too much. But every day is a new day and every day I try to love her a little more than the day before. I am so grateful for the trust Heavenly Father has in me to be a mother to our sweet Sage girl. One of the talks today at church a woman was sharing some thoughts about her own mother who just turned 100 years old and said how her mother has always been her best friend. I want to live to at least 100 years old and hope that at that age Sage could say the same about me. Being a mother has taught me a type of love that I never knew existed. It has opened up my heart in a way that I didn't know was possible. Being a mother gives me just a little glimpse of the love our Heavenly Father must feel for us. I have also decided that Mother's Day cannot pass by without mentioning  and expressing how grateful I am for my other best friend, Taylor. I know he has his day next month, but really I could not be the mother I am without him by my side. He helps me remember what is most important on days that I try and do too much or days that I try and do anything at all and cannot get a single thing done because I have a little munchgin reaching her arms up to me and whining while I am trying to do things of no eternal importance. He reminds me that the other things can wait and lets me know how unimportant it is to him if the house is in perfect order and dinner is made, but that my number one job is to take care of and just love our girl. That job can be overwhelming at times, but I sure do love it and wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.