I don’t recognize the kind of motherhood I see in the movies or on magazine covers. Neat. Clean. Perfect -white teeth smiling. I don’t live greeting card or fairy tale motherhood.
Mine is messy. It’s loud with crazy laughter and tearful drama. It’s full of forgetful tooth fairies and kids in need of haircuts.
One day it kicks my butt and leaves me wondering what in the world I’m doing wrong. The next I’m reveling in all the right and good I see in my children. And in me.
I’ll let you guess which one today was.
Being a mom is a lot like this:
You take off your cute denim jacket in the middle of dinner and hand it to your child because the restaurant is too cold. You freeze the rest of the meal. You aren’t surprised one bit when she dips your sleeve in Ranch dressing.
When your children play hide and seek in the house, you hide in the bathroom or the closet. Sometimes both, just to throw them off.
You’ve crept into your child’s room to make sure they were still breathing.
You’ve prayed the creaking door on the way out wouldn’t wake them up.
You consider grocery shopping alone a date. With yourself.
You yell at your kids to stop yelling.
You’ve set the clocks forward an hour for an early bedtime.
You dread the end of summer while you simultaneously count down the days.
You’ve had your feelings hurt by a very small person who can’t even tie their shoes or whistle.
The youngest wants to “help” with lunch. You let her, even though you know it means you’ll be adding a mop to the cleanup routine.
You cry on the first day of school. And then you do jazz hands.
You would carry every hurt and pain your child experiences. It hurts even more that you can’t.
You regret not buying stock in Magic Erasers.
You put off replacing your laptop so your child can play a musical instrument.
You have to apologize to someone 3ft tall on a regular basis.
On more than one occasion, you have verbally thanked God for Netflix.
Being a mom is the ultimate collision of imperfection and beauty. And we wouldn’t change it for all the magazine covers in the world.