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The things you will miss

Yesterday, I posted a blog about some things I remember, that made my life more difficult than it needed to be when my kids were toddlers. Back then, there was no possible ways of putting a funny spin on a baby throwing up on my lap in a plane, or an ironing pile touching the ceiling. But now, I find myself smiling at these memories and even missing those days…

WHAT? Are you crazy? I hear you say, especially if you are surrounded by little trolls who draw all over your walls and have mastered how to say “NO” in seven different languages. But no. I am not crazy. There are a lot of things I miss about my life as an overwhelmed mother.

I miss the boys stuffing the shower drain with cloths so they could create a little bathing area and play with their boats – turned out, they created a lake covering the bathroom, with a beautiful waterfall all the way down to the family  room…

I miss carrying a child in each arm and trying to “do something”, with my extra pair of arms that I wished would grow soon. And, I am sorry to burst any mom’s bubble, but if you rely on “The Force” to help you, you need a back up plan! Because I never managed to stir a supermarket trolley by looking at it intensely. Or switch the TV on, or even just open a door… not even that…

I miss telling my kids that I am twenty two when they would ask my age, and they would totally believe me! Nowadays, even when I say my real age they fall about laughing…

I miss them crawling into bed with me. Now I am the one who crawls into their bed and when they realize, they kick me out!

I miss preparing milk bottles,  cradling my kids in my arms while they would drink and grab a thread of my hair. At the time, I just wanted one to finish so I could feed the other. I even got annoyed on occasions when they pulled on my hair a little too hard. Now, I just wish they would  agree to sit next to me on the sofa – let alone cuddle up…

I miss their baby face, their yummy big eyes and little perfect nose – even full of snots, they looked so adorable.

Although as far as snots, puke and any other unidentified stains go, I don’t miss having my clothes covered in them. I had so many embarrassing moments!! One day, I remember going to pick up stuff from the dry cleaner and the lady asked me if I had small kids. “Yes!” I replied proudly, thinking I must have a nice mommy glow on my face, I look happy, content, tired but beautiful. That must be how she guessed! A few hours later, my husband came home from work. “What’s that on your back?” He asked. “What? What’s on my back?”

“I don’t know. A trail of gooey, slimy stuff”. And there it was. One of my sons had spat his entire week of milk intake all over my back. On my nice black top. And I wore the damn thing all day long, in bliss ignorance. Now I know why the dry cleaner figured me out. Needless to say, I never went back to her shop; too embarrassed…

So if your kids are small, if you feel down sometimes because days are tough, just remember: one day you will crave for these days to come back, you will look at them like the best time of your life. And they are, really. Sometimes, it just takes a little distance to appreciate it…

 

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