Sometimes, I just find it hard to believe I’m a mom. I still think of myself as that fresh-faced 20-something. (At least that’s how I feel on the inside. And by the way, a big thank you to the man at Trader Joe’s who carded me before I could sample the wine. J)
But than, I’m abruptly brought back to reality by the in-fighting of my three kids.
As a mom, our days are normally hectic so you just do what you can, to get through. You don’t really stop and live IN the moment. We’re always planning for what’s next, not what’s now. You know what I mean?
The other day I was on my way home to meet my daughter at the bus stop. I was running a little behind so when I got to my neighborhood I was behind two school buses. My first thought was, awww geeez, this is gonna take awhile. But I looked at the back of the bus and noticed someone waving frantically at me. It was my daughter. She had a huge smile on her face.
For some reason, seeing her waving from the back of that big yellow/orange bus, just hit me. I’m a mom. That’s my daughter. And she’s in school! Wow! When did this happen? Where did the time go?
My eyes filled with tears, just as they’re doing now. I thought about how much I love her and felt my heart would burst. That’s what it feels like to be a mom.