I love being a Mom....I love being a Mom....I love being a Mom... I love..ahhhh

Please don't get me wrong, I really REALLY love my boys... I love them enough to admit that I am not a perfect Mom... CRAZY I know.

But today...today was one of THOSE days. You know those days when the thought briefly or maybe for a few minutes passes through your mind what life was like before kids. Being able to sleep in, cleaning my house and it staying clean for more than 30 minutes....I would be happy if it stayed clean for 5 minutes. Nobody needing me, nobody climbing on me, no whining (well maybe Wayne), no R-"Mum, mum, mum, mum" N-"MOM, Mommy,mmOOOOOMmmm" R-"Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma" N-"Mom, Mom, Mom where are you?" R-"ma ma ma uuuuuuuu??"

I love being a Mom, I love being a Mom, I love being a Mom.....

My poor baby is getting all 4 of his molars AND has a cold. All he does is walk around whining, sometimes chewing on stuff and saying my name...oh and did I forget to mention pulling out a FULL box of Rice Krispies RIGHT after I had spent 45 minutes tidying, sweeping, and washing. And then lunch happened...glorious lunch where my sweet one year old is trying soooo hard to be a big boy and in doing so he feeds himself with a spoon or fork....food everywhere!!! What was the point of cleaning??? I don't know.

So what did I do? I ran out of the house screaming like a CRAZY person. (I thought about it but no).

I took that messy little boy, left the mess, cleaned off the kid, grabbed his soother..blankie..& Lambie and rocked with him on the chair while singing sweet nothings to him. And as I sang all I could think is...

I love being a Mom...I love being a Mom...I love being a Mom.