Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Monday, January 30, 2012

I am THAT Mom

I'm the Mom who. . . 


. . . sends Tim multiple texts throughout the day telling him funny little things Molly's done.

. . . talks Tim's ears off when he gets home telling him all the other things Molly did during the day that I didn't text him about.  And sometimes most of the time, I'll tell him a story I've texted him already.  Because it was so cute.

. . .  got a big ole lump in my throat when we passed by Chick fil a today and Molly went CRAZY over the cow who was standing at the road waving!

. . . also honked the horn at the cow like a loon simply so he'd wave directly at my baby girl.

. . . never feels like the house is clean.

. . . often wishes I could go scoop Molly up from her crib no more than 20 minutes after bed time because I already miss her. That. Much.

. . . has my first pinterest recipe in the oven as I type.  Cannot wait to try it!

. . . has another pinterest recipe on tap for tomorrow night! 

. . . gushes "she's a blessing!" and "we are crazy about her!" to strangers who comment on how precious Molly is.

. . . is sure I hit the jackpot when I married Tim.

. . . loves watching Molly talk to Belle, give Belle water, and boss Belle around.

. . . would swing for hours upon hours with Molly, if she'd sit in her swing longer than, oh, 3 minutes at a time.

. . . loves watching Molly slide down a slide.  Her expression tells you she's terrified, but she goes down the slide over and over.

. . . whose husband tripped over a baby doll stroller at 2am in our bathroom.  Neither of us noticed it was in there before we went to bed.  Thankfully, he sees it as a blessing just like I do.  As a side note, he also showered with a smile face balloon looming over his head.  Bless his heart.

. . . took a picture of the tiny bit of success we had in the potty last week.  And sent it to Tim, my mom and my sister. God bless them each and every one. 

. . . is so thankful to be on this parenting journey with so many amazing friends.

. . .  smiles every time I pass through the play room and see toys upon toys scattered across the floor.

. . . livin' the life and love every single minute of it!