When I became a mom, I never realized how many aspects of my life would change. It has been literally years since I have slept straight through the night. If I get to use the bathroom without one or both kids playing on/around me, I consider it a vacation. I am ahead of the game if I wash my hair more than 3 times a week. Etc etc etc! Nobody tells you about these things. And if they did, I really don't think it's something you can understand or fully comprehend until it is your life.
Anyhow, I remember when we just had Taylor and all of these changes were so hard to cope with. How could I function without a shower? Where would I find the time to blow dry my hair? Do my makeup? Me...me...me!
Fast forward a couple of years. Two kids, many missed showers, and so many amazing memories later and I have a clouds parting, angels singing, sunbeams bursting, you get the picture, moment.
The day started off pretty normal, Taylor woke first and in a great mood. I made her a bottle, got my coffee and she and I went to the front playroom to play so we wouldn't wake The Buke. (Lucas) We had the most amazing conversation about everything from the day she was born to how much she loves her poppy (Bruce) and so much more. I ran to the bathroom and when came back, Taylor was sprinting to the bedroom "Buke's awake! Buke's awake!!" How awesome, I thought, that she is so excited to see her little brother. We got the little guy and continued playing our merry little hearts away...no mommy centric agenda, just pure, uninterrupted playing!
I told Taylor it was her 2 1/2 birthday and I swear you could see the cogs in her little head turning and a wave of excitement sparkle in her eyes. At the request of my little princess we scoured the house to create a blue birthday party! By 9:30, the blue colored lemon cake was coming out of the oven. (yes, I know "boo hiss you used artificial colors!"...it was a magic cake, blue-1 and all!!) We found some blue streamers and hung them. Apparently tape doesn't like to stick to my walls and this was more of an endeavor than I had anticipated. I was breaking a sweat and almost out of ideas to get those dang things to hang and Taylor says "don't give up Mommy"! Anyhow, our morning was an salute to Taylor.
House work...pshhh, the mess isn't going anywhere, trust me. What is going somewhere is the small window of time we have with these little innocent creatures! So we played, and we played, and we played some more. We ate frosting, messed up the house, talked nonsense, chased each other, built blocks...magic!
And then, silence came over the house...it was naptime. After eating some lunch, I did what I usually do to recharge and get ready for the afternoon, nothing! I was sitting on the couch watching tv and wondering what the heck smelled so bad. After awhile I realized...that smell...yeah, it was me!!! We were so busy playing that I hadn't showered. I had earned that smell! Ok, you are probably thinking "eww gross" but, hey, I don't care. It has taken me 2 1/2 years to realize that sometimes being stinky is an awesome thing! To be so caught up in play that you ditch the necessities of the past in favor of spending time with your rapidly growing babies is an awesome thing!
Cheers to all of the stinky, messy haired mommies of the world! I GET IT!!!
