Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Bath-o-saurus

I took a bath with a dinosaur today.

As I slid down into the lukewarm water, a plastic dinosaur floated by me.  (Side note:  My bath water is always lukewarm because I can't manage to get in the tub when I want to.  Someone needs a diaper changed, or someone needs a drink and a snack, or someone needs help getting their head unstuck from the arm hole of a shirt.  Sound familiar?)

I watched as the dinosaur "bobbed and weaved" around the Barbie that was floating at my feet.  I couldn't help but notice the alphabet foam letters stuck to the wall, forming a "bath toy" perimeter around me.  Suddenly, Cam threw open the door and ran into the bathroom.  He launched his toy truck into MY tub, laughed, and then promptly left.

In that moment, I thought, "It is apparent I am a parent."

Do you ever have moments like that?  When the reality of your situation hits you like a baby boy's truck flying through the air, and you realize with uncanny certainty that you have become the mother you always thought (or never thought) you'd be?!  Does it become blatantly apparent to you that...well, you're a parent?  Do you think to yourself, "Wow.  I am such a mom!?"

Like when you talk extensively with a friend and "fellow mommy" about stretch marks, vacuum cleaners, and curing diaper rash; or when you go to the grocery store with bedhead because you're out of milk and your kids cannot live without it, even for a minute...you feel like such a mom.  When your husband comes home from work and politely asks, "Didn't you wear that yesterday?", or when you insist that pancakes are a legitimate dinner item...you feel like such a mom.  Your four-year-old weeps and wails because she can't wear panties with "Thursday" embroidered on them when it's a Tuesday, so you promise to wash "Tuesday" while she's at preschool if she'll "please, just wear Thursday" for now and then change later...you feel like a mom then, too!

You feel like a mom when you take a bath with a dinosaur.

And that's okay!  The graham cracker in your hair, the spit-up on your shoulder, the house smelling like poopy diapers, the sippy cups, the missing toothbrushes because the baby is a "klepto," the preschool crafts, the messy kitchen, the stinky fridge, and the dinosaur in the bath tub--it is all okay.  It's the "evidence" that you are a mom--and when you get right down to the nitty-gritty core of it, being a mom is pretty awesome-saurus!

Don't you extinct?...err, I mean, don't you think?!

       

27 comments:

  1. I think momming is pretty great too. Though, my mom stage is a bit different. I know I am a mom because my house smells like little boy, grass, mud, and the frog they snuck into the house and I discovered it well after it had died. For me it's all about band aids and boogers, but it's still a riot!

    Love you!

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  2. Ha, ha, ha! I LOVE it. This is my favorite post, wait, don't I say that about every post. But seriously, this was so real, and witty and fun. I think-ito you nailed it! Here's to hoping you take a bath with something more "inviting" than a dinosaur (raising my Diet Coke).

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  3. ha! this made me giggle :) love you, lou and hang in there!

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  4. Yep. Sounds about right. Never had that exact experience, but had the same thoughts. Great pic, too!

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  5. Next time you want to take a HOT bath, PLEASE call me so I can take your kiddies so you can relax! You are so great!
    I LOVE that picture. You're such a HOT MAMA!! Cam and Lilly are so lucky to have you for their mommy.

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  6. Great post! Aren't you too cute for words?! Thanks for stopping by and following me! I love cupcakes and the song "Sisters" too!! Oh and Sephora!

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  7. LOL what a great post! I'm a new follower from Hop Along, and I just wanted to say I LOVE your blog!

    firefly-chasing.blogspot.com

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  8. Ha Ha Ha!!! You are to funny. I am your newest follower.

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  9. stumbling threw. cute post
    http://lifewith4girls.blogspot.com/

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  10. Stumbled from Stumble Me Friday (sorry I'm so late!!) I hope you link up again this week :)

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  11. I felt very mommish went I went to get my 2 year old out of the tub yesterday. I left for 2 seconds and come back to poo in the tub. Cleaned baby, cleaned tub, didn't realize I had poo on the back of my hand. Washed hands repeatedly five times!!! http://bellesbazaar-heather.blogspot.com

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  14. Lol...I JUST climbed out of hot bath myself. (Kids were all asleep and that's when I get my best butt scrubbin done lol) I have 3 teen/tween boys, and a toddler girl...so I understand. I love this post. I found you through Monday Mingle and am now following. Would love it if you followed back.

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  15. Hahaha. Yes. I have those moments a lot. I used to spend hours getting ready, spend all my wages on lots of lovely expensive things and socialise all hours of every day. I now forget to look in the mirror before leaving the house most days, have NO money to spend on lovely things, and the only time I socialise is at playgroup. This post cracked me up.
    Visiting from the friday blog hop.
    http://beingmama.com/
    http://ohsoprettylife.blogspot.com/

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  16. Absolutely true! I am a new mommy and going through all kinds of new "well, I guess its part of being a mom" moments. I'd love it if you checked out my blog!

    www.insomniacmom13.blogspot.com

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  17. just found your blog from a blog hop at HomeMaker by choice. It is adorable.And I love your pictures by the way. This post hit the nail on the head, though I am jealous that you even get the bath. LOL

    http://sheandthewillowtree.blogspot.com

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  18. haha I love this :) It totally made me think of this: http://www.raisingmemories.com/2011/06/moments-handprints-on-mirror.html :)

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  19. Made me smile... Distant memories for me..xx

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  20. With three kids I have spent more than a few baths with toys falling in to join me. Lately some of my most comforting "i'm not crazy" moments have come when discussing with others the obnoxiousness of our preteens who act like angels when at friends houses but are so attitudal (is that right) at home.

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  21. LOVE it! I can totally relate :D As I read I could see myself experiencing pretty much everything you were describing. This is one of my new favorites...

    Stopping in via the Archive Link Up!
    -Jessica
    {Sugar in My Grits}

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  22. love this! Came to you via the Tuesday Archive hop. I had one of those "Wow I'm a Mom moments" just recently. The weird thing was... I was just making Kool Aid, and I said to my 3 year old, "I remember when my Mom used to make ME Kool Aid", and then I realized that someday he might say that same thing while making Kool Aid for his kid... It was the first time ever that I got a little teary eyed over sugar water. And that's okay. You're right... Its ALL so very awesome!

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  23. Hahahaha LOVE this. I kept thinking "me too" every sentence I read! I'm stopping by from the Tuesday Archive Link UP and am now a new follower:) I'm really looking forward to reading more posts! Would love if you could follow back when you get a chance;)

    http://crazy-mama-drama.blogspot.com/

    https://www.facebook.com/pages/Crazy-Mama-Drama/259491484156846

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  24. I just love you so much! I love the way you write. I cracked up at the Tuesday on Thursday and etc. VERY funny.

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  25. Stopping in for the first time through the link-up via Debbie (Wrinkled Mommy). No wonder you two are hooked up. You've got the same silly streak. I never got around to having kids myself, but your stinky fridge comment brought me back. I can't stand milk, never could (except maybe for the occasional bowl of cereal or dunking freshly-baked cookies). That became appallingly apparent when my parents finally found the source of the stinky fridge when I was a toddler. I kept hiding my bottles back there. Ewwww! :)

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  26. Yes (*sighs*) Mine is 25, and so like me in all the good, bad, and ugly ways, it's uncanny, frightening, and fascinating. Truly my heart walking around outside my body. Even now it's sometimes surreal. Great post. Motherhood is definitely not to be taken for granted. It's a miracle in every way :-)

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