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If you just saw her walking down the street, she might look like any other woman. But if you studied her more closely, if you followed her around for a few hours, you might see that…
Her shirt has a stain….baby spit up or a jelly smear or craft paint, or maybe a combination of all three.
Her purse holds a stray happy meal toy.
Her van has a few goldfish crackers stuck between the seats – and a few smashed into the floorboard for good measure.
Her laundry room is piled high with dirty clothes…and clean ones that need to be folded.
Dr. Seuss books are her latest reads.
She’s buckled someone into something at least 82 times in the last week.
Pushing a grocery cart through Walmart involves tactical maneuvers and counts as her physical exercise for the day.
She knows the location of every restroom in every store for when that potty-training child needs one in a flash.
The last time she slept straight through the night was….well, she can’t remember.
She treasures every “I love you, mommy,” every baby smile, every handpicked weed bouquet, every bedtime cuddle.
And while the thought of a quiet drive in the car all alone or a long shower with no one banging on the bathroom door or a morning to sleep in past sunrise sounds amazing, she wouldn’t trade what she has for anything else in the world.
I'm not a mother, Tracey, but I love your insights!! Chris
Thank you 🙂 I hope you have a good weekend, Mrs. Chris!!
Love this, Tracey! I well remember the days when I fully displayed all these tell-tale signs of motherhood. And not all are bygones, either. Still can't remember the last time I slept through the night; just vacuumed Goldfish crumbs out of my van yesterday (the snack of track team members and dancers everywhere); and, well, there's the laundry…;) Pinning and sharing. 🙂
True – we have a bag of Goldfish in the pantry as I speak (well, write, actually)….but no one's thought to take them to the car….yet. 😉
Thanks for sharing the post! Hope y'all have a great weekend!!
So sweet! 🙂
Somehow I missed this post, and it would have been a shame if I hadn't noticed! So true! These days, I almost always have spit up on my shirt along with some other stain. But I wouldn't trade these days for anything!
Such a sweet post! *sniff sniff* Thank you for sharing at #FridayFrivolity!