To be a Mom...

I love being a Mom.  

No matter what my kids may think at the end of the day, I love being a Mom.  I sometimes think how nice it would be if things were just a bit quieter when it all gets hectic, crazy around here.  Then I stop myself and think how boring life would be. 

 I would definitely be a very lonely person.  I would miss out on all the crazy, funny things that happen daily in this house.  I would miss out on all those crazy questions that I get asked.  Like the other day, "Mom, do monsters eat people?  I hope not.  I don't think they would eat me because I might be a little gamey.".   Alrighty then. Where does this come from?

  I would even miss the moments when I feel like I'm constantly telling people to "Knock it off!" and always saying "Really?" while giving them the look when they are doing something I don't think should be happening.  I tell them I could just pull my hair out.  The girls laugh and tell me that I should be bald by now if I was really doing that. 

I would miss out on all the hugs and snuggles that surprise me day after day.

I would miss out on trying to be the best influence I can possibly be for my kids.  I am not perfect but I am a better person because of my kids.  I always try to remind them to be the best person they can be.  Try harder, don't settle, be happy, be strong, don't be followers and keep improving is what my kids hear from me day after day.  I just pray that they actually hear me and one day they will be hard working, happy people.

That's all I ask.

I sometimes wonder if I'm doing a good enough job at this whole Mom thing.  You know, if I've made the right decisions so far, etc.   And just when I start to question myself, I have little people who go and blow me away with their beautiful personalities, strong perseverance, manners and loving hearts.  

I melt.

With that, I am going to try my hardest to just breathe and enjoy my weekend with the wonderful people who make me who I am.

A Mom.

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