Here's to You, Mom
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Moms are unique. We have a unique perspective on the world; we approach our lives in ways that sometimes seem odd or peculiar. Sometimes, I feel like only another mom could possibly understand what is going on in my life. And sometimes, I need to know that I am not alone in the chaos, the laundry and the insanity.
I think you might feel the same way, and so I wanted to take some time and honor all the moms out there who are struggling with the craziness of motherhood and all the blessings that shower our lives with love. So here goes…
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever cleaned the shower while taking a shower.
Here’s to you, mom…If you have ever kissed your kids goodbye as you sat on the toilet because the bus is pulling up to the curb and you just can’t get up yet.
Here’s to you, mom…If you have ever dry shaved your legs in the passenger seat of the minivan because you were running late for a family reunion.
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever served your children Ramen noodles for supper because you had no time to get groceries.
Here’s to you, mom…If you keep a razor in your glove box to shave your face when you have forgotten to pluck chin or neck hairs beforehand.
Here’s to you, mom…if you ever took a nap in the front seat of your minivan while waiting in the parking lot for your child to finish basketball practice.
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever put your children to bed early (like six in the evening) because you were just too tired to be a mom any longer that night.
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever sent yourself to your room for a timeout.
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever pulled your bra out of the dirty clothes hamper, spritzed it with Fabreze and strapped it on because, well, laundry was just not going to get done that day.
Here’s to you, mom…if you have ever accidently used deodorant as hairspray in a rush to get out the door for church on Sunday morning.
Here’s to you, mom …If bedtime books and prayers can seem to last longer than a light opera.
Here’s to you, mom …If you have ever used your sleeve to wipe your child’s runny nose.
Here’s to you, mom …If having Frosted Flakes or Lucky Charms in your pantry makes for a glorious morning.
Here’s to you, mom …If you buy Goldfish crackers by the pound.
Here’s to you, mom …If you can change a diaper faster than a rodeo cowboy can rope a calf.
Here’s to you, mom … If searching for the TV remote control is a daily activity.
Here’s to you, mom …If you have stretch marks in places you didn’t know could stretch.
Here’s to you, mom, if you can silently mouth discipline instructions and threats to your kids while you are on an important phone call.
Here’s to you, mom …If the word “YUCK” has been officially banned from your dinner table.
We are a unique breed, you and me, and we have survived on two hours of sleep, drive more hours than a taxi driver in NYC and can still find where Waldo is when we need to. We may be peculiar at times, but one thing is for sure: we are well loved…and we are not alone.
So here’s to you, mom, you are just like me!
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Posted by Trish Berg 9:40 AM