I’m no longer a mom who thinks a woman’s ability to breastfeed immediately marks her as a good mother.
I’m no longer a mom who holds disdain for pacifiers.
I’m no longer a mom who measures her accomplishments by the cleanliness of her home. (Usually.)
I’m no longer a mom who deals with diapers and poop. And just so you know, time really does heal all wounds, including traumatic diaper incidents.
I’m no longer a mom who beats herself up over every little thing she does wrong. Mostly because I’ve done enough wrong things to desensitize myself just a bit. (Oh the joys of growing older.)
I’m no longer a mom with a bunch of bibs folded nicely in a drawer and a group of sippy cups waiting in the cupboard. I’ve thrown those things out and moved on.
I’m no longer a mom who watches Dr. Phil in the afternoon for a little escapism. Because a- I’ve matured and b- Dr. Phil’s gone a little too Jerry Springer for me.
I’m no longer a mom on the PTA, or a mom who puts her kids on the bus.
I’m no longer a mom who thinks she knows all the answers. Time has proven me wrong again and again. And again.
I’m no longer a mom who swaddles, or diapers, or bottle-feeds, or rocks. There are so many verbs I don’t use anymore to describe my day.
I’m no longer a mom who immediately judges someone based solely on how their children behave.
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I’m still a mom who sometimes tells herself, “Just make it to bedtime.”
I’m still a mom who thinks a kiss, a snuggle, and an extra treat can cure almost anything in her offspring.
I’m still a mom who thinks the best way to go to bed is with a bedtime story.
I’m still a mom who loses her temper and says things she regrets.
I’m still a mom who implores aid from a divine, heavenly power. Daily and sometimes hourly.
I’m still a mom who makes everyone go to the bathroom before we leave the house.
I’m still a mom who cuddles her children, only now sometimes it’s against their will.
I’m still a mom who puts herself last almost every day.
Somethings change, but other things stay the same.
What’s changed and stayed the same with you?
Lovely post! I’m no longer a preschool mom; no longer a lugging the stroller/car seat/diaper bag everywhere I go mom. But, I’m still a mom trying very hard to be a good example for her daughters; still a mom who makes mistakes; still a mom who kisses her girls every. single. night. when they go to bed and once more before I go to bed!
I love not being the lug around the carseat mom. It’s so much easier on your back! And I love that you kiss your girls twice each night.
I’m no longer a mom who has to carry an official diaper bag anymore. I’m no longer a mom who uses bibs. I’m no longer a mom who feels like I have to do everything myself. I’m a mom that realizes even the best moms need a little “me time” (even if it’s just locking myself in th bedroom for an hour while my husband takes care of our daughter and the 3 dogs). I’m a mom that sometimes loses her patience and regrets it. I’m a mom who puts my daughter first every single day. I’m a mom that encourages reading and learning. I’m a mom who values every second I spend with my daughter, whether she’s been sweet or having a tantrum. And I’m a mom who tells my daughter how much I love her everyday….more than once a day.
You sound like a really cool mom. I need to learn to try not to do everything myself.
I’m afraid of not being “that mom” some day. Is that normal? I want to always have a baby to swaddle or snuggle or a toddler to carry up the stairs to her bed or when my kisses on their boo boo’s actually make them feel better. I know some things will stay the same, and that gives me hope, but how hard is it really to realize the other stuff is gone and is now just lovely memories? Is it weird that I’m scared to get to that point?
P.s. this was VERY well written thanks for sharing!
Kristin, I hated being that mom without a toddler for a year. And now I love it. I really, really love it. It just takes a while to appreciate the transition.
I am with all the others..no more diapers, no more huge diaper bag, no more stroller that I have to carry around in my car, and I am out of that baby stage. I love that I can take my kids somewhere and we can just have fun without having to worry about a baby. I do miss cuddling with a cute sweet baby. I am also with the statement on “if I can just make it to bedtime!!!”
As always it was an awesome post!!!
You don’t know me, but I really liked your latest comment on “Mormon Child Bride” about three things you know are true. So I came here and found this awesome post. I still don’t know what kind of mom I am, but reading over your list and the things other commenters have said I just had to say thank you.
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