Happiness Starts with an 8 lbs. Package

I do not believe in love at first sight, except when a mother first looks at her newborn baby. I have loved my children from the moment I found out I was pregnant. From that moment, I worried and rejoiced about everything. And since then, that's pretty much what the journey has been like.

So I decided to write a not quite complete list of why I love being a mom. :)


(Not in any particular order)

1. My Chunky's kisses-enough said.

2. Big Man saying, "Mommy, you're funny looking!" compliments of Daddy.

3. Chunky's fascination of toilet water. It's horrible, yet funny at the same time. I mean, really? The toilet? C'mon, boy!

4. When Big Man comes over with his newest work of art and has to show me all of the suns and people he has drawn on the paper.

5. The way my kids shout "Mommy!" and run to me when I come home from work.

6. Big Man's bear hugs.

7. Playing in the "sprinkles" (I bought a little sprinkler hose for some summer fun!) in our backyard.

8. First words.

9. Breastfeeding and the million good memories I'll have from that. :)

10. Seeing Big Man's face when I let him stir the muffin mix or pancake mix.


Sure, I can't really shave my legs all of the time, but that's alright. It might be a little bad, though, because sometimes the Hubs will say, "You know...I like it better when your [leg] hair is longer, because it's not prickly anymore." *sigh* At least he puts up with me. lol There is a list of why I love him, but that's another post. :)

If there's anything I got right in this world, it's becoming a mother. There's a lion that was born inside when my children were born. I put them before everything and love them with a fierceness. It's a scary thing-being a mother. It's like having your heart walk out on the street, all exposed. I love it all. :) Even the art work that Big Man left all over our walls. Hey, he was just exploring his creativity outside of the [paper] box.