Today was my mom's birthday. We ate chocolate cake, her favorite kind. After this evening, I think that it just may be my Blondie's fav too.I had this rather silly epiphany today, one that I think that only a momma could possibly have. Picture this, I am 6 months pregnant trying to help my child (who is doing a FABULOUS job being potty trained) wipe...and I get pooped on. It was humid in Oregon today, I am pregnant and stooped over and now, I am pooped on?? Yuck! Please! (sorry for the graphic nature of this post, but this is me, real time!)
Before I had kids, if you would have asked me about a low point in my week, I think that it might have included being pooped on. I have a very sensitive nose and an intense gag reflex, I had always thought that poop and vomit would be my downfall as a mom. BUT, and here is the saving grace of this post, the poop didn't even phase me. It won't even place in my top 10 of low points this week. It is not that my week is so bad that it won't register, it is just that my low points are reserved for when I am short with my kids or my husband, when I am tired and I can't listen to one more knock-knock joke (yes, they are both getting in on THAT action now), not the poop.
Today, I just cleaned it up and tried to comfort my kid because he felt really embarrassed about it and my heart hurt for him. Later, I thought about it... I thought "Wow, I am a Mom." It isn't the stinky stuff that really matters, and I had thought THAT was going to be the hard part of mothering. It is just not and wow, the stuff that is the hard part is so much deeper. It is about who you really are as a person, who you want to be. I am just hoping that I can keep doing right by this family because I am the Mom.
To mommas everywhere, keep being great people, don't worry about a little poop!
JMB
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6 comments:
You got that right! Poop isn't high on the list of things you could do to screw up your relationship with your kids.
My biggest advice would be to strive to keep the "avenues of communication" open.
you're right, motherhood is all a matter of perspective. but those four-letter word incidents (poop or puke) make for funny stories, and I'll never forget the night the baby vomited all down my husband's back. bad for him, funny for me.
Just being mom is the best. Sounds like you have it right. Have a great day!!! What a sweet photo of your mom with your son.
I raised two of my own kids and two stepkids (though they are all my kids in my heart). Some days it seemed I wouldn't survive all the craziness but I did and now I have 9 perfect grandchildren to spoil. Every minute, good and bad, was well worth the effort.
Sue Cahill (sbonetsue at yahoo dot com)
In my household, the tables have turned. Because of my MS, my boys have had to help with my personal care. I thought we'd all feel mortified and humiliated. But you know what? They really don't care! Our relationships are about love, compassion, humor, communication. We have all found we can do things out of love that we never thought we could do.
You can just re-post this next Mother's Day - you've hit the nail squarely on the head ;- )
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