There are moments I’m proud of as a mom. I’m not talking about giving birth to my kids, though that is something I’m proud of. I mean the everyday moments. The moments you juggle a million things. The moments you’re stretched thin. The moments that are so bad that they become stories you tell later at dinner parties. Whether you’re a mom of one, two, three, or more, you know the moments I’m talking about.
I’m a mom of two young kids. My daughter is four years old, and my son is 10 months old. We also have a dog and a cat. My son is crawling and pulling up on things. My daughter builds legos, and my son knocks them down, leaving my daughter crying. The dog and the cat like to chase each other around. It’s quite the circus. Humor is helpful to get through the long days. There are those moments you look back and say, “Yeah, I did that.”
At the park, I lifted my four-year-old and put her into a swing with one arm while holding the baby (I wouldn’t recommend it; my back felt that one)
I made dinner when my husband worked late, the baby in a walker slamming into my heels, the dog, an 85 lb Doberman pinscher begging for food, and my daughter asking to ‘help’ each step of the way. Many messes were made. Dinner wasn’t ready until 7 p.m., but we did it!
Cleaned vomit out of a car seat on the way home from vacation. We had a six-hour car ride ahead of us. Thank goodness for Lysol. My daughter was very upset that she got sick. A toy bought at the gas station and a Sprite cheered her up.
Put my baby in my Lillibaby carrier by myself. I learned the key is to buckle it first and then slip it over my head.
My family got Covid in the middle of the summer. My whole family got it but me. I’m now very skilled in using the Nose Frida.
My daughter insists on choosing her own outfits. Never mind the fact that I have seven outfits lined up on her dresser, folded and ready to go. She still chooses her own. One outfit I said no to was when she paired colorful floral shorts with an American flag t-shirt. It was bad. I persuaded my daughter to change out of that outfit just in time. We barely made it to preschool on time.
Patted my baby boy to sleep when we had company over. He has a serious case of FOMO and did NOT want to go to sleep when we had friends over.
I avoided a near disaster as my son had a blowout at the park, and I had no diapers in my bag, but there was a diaper stashed in my car.
Became a pro at packing for a pool day. Zip lock bag for my phone? Check. Handheld fan to cool the baby off? Check. Water for everyone in my family. And I do mean everyone. Check.
Being a mom is tiring, messy, and wonderful all at the same time. Sarcasm and a sense of humor can help on the tough days. What are the mom moments you’re proud of? When have you channeled your inner Elastigirl?
