8 Moments That Make You A Mom

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mom with babyLast week, there was a small earthquake here in L.A., just a mile or so from our house. Because it was so close, the house definitely rattled-and-rolled pretty intensely. My husband had never been in a quake, so he threw his arms around me, instinctively, protectively. Me? I pushed his arm off and ran to get my babies. Thankfully, it was a short quake and when I got to their room, the boys were still sleeping soundly. My heart was racing, but my mind was clear and I was calm -- my first priority, my gut-place instinct was to make sure my babies were safe and keep them safe.

As I walked back to our bedroom, I was struck by, "Whoa, I really am a Mom." I know, I sound a little stupid. I mean, duh, yes, I'm a Mom who loves and nurtures and panics and swells with pride over my little ones. But this was a pure heart, all love, Mama Bear reaction. It got me thinking about the other moments that really make me feel like a Mom. And here's what I've come up with...

  1. When cold, fever, or any illness strikes. Colds and low fevers are really no big deal in the grand scheme of things. So, when my little ones get sick, I think, "Come on, man up, it's just a cold and it will pass." But when I see their sad, watery eyes and their snotty noses, when I hear that nails-on-a-chalkboard baby cough, it's pure torture, torture that I just want to end already. Really, I think the babies handle it better than I do.
  2. When I suck snot out of my baby's nose. So speaking of colds, that Nose Frida thing is really a lifesaver when your baby is snotty and congested and needs relief.  Still, you've got to love your child a whole lot to literally suck the snot out of his nose. I mean, you wouldn't do it for someone else's kid, right?
  3. When I go out on the town. A couple of weeks ago, I was in Austin for a friend's bachelorette party. So, of course, there was some drinking, some bar-hopping. As I stood at one outdoor college bar, with my heels off (because my feet were killing me), I kept thinking, "What am I doing here? I'm a mother of twins. I should be home sleeping. I hate this thong." Then, as the night progressed and I began to notice the young girls wearing T-shirts as dresses, the young boys far, far too drunk to still have a beer in their hands, I found myself all crotchety and judgmental. "That girl really needs to put some pants on. That boy is really being quite aggressive with his grinding. Ugh, she's having another drink? Maybe I should have made this white wine a spritzer." Then it hit me...my once-sexy self was gone, totally gone. Replaced by, well, a middle-aged Mother.
  4. When they stick their drooly fingers in my mouth.
    Before I had kids, I'd watch in awe as friends opened wide to accept an already-gnawed morsel of food from their toddler's greasy hands. Ew, so grody. My kids are apparently food hogs and have not yet offered me a bite (greedy), but they do like to take the fingers they've just been sucking on and stick them in my mouth, as I sit there mumbling, "Mmmm, delicious, so tasty, tasty fingers." Which is a lie, because no, their fingers are not tasty, not at all. And sometimes, their fingers taste like spit-up. Why, why, why am I doing this?! I always wonder. Well, that's easy: it makes them laugh.
  5. When I give them a new toy. Now, this one might be projection because it's become clear to me that my babies are just as fascinated by the wrapping paper, as they are the gift inside. The night after their birthday party, while they were asleep, I opened a few of their gifts, squealing with glee over a zoo animals playset, a bubble-blowing octopus, two adorable plush rocking chairs. I felt like it was Christmas Eve, and I couldn't wait for the babies to wake up and start playing with their new toys. As you might imagine, it was not nearly as exciting as I'd pictured it since the colorful tissue paper under the couch was equally as enticing to them. Still, that excitement and joy I felt? That was Mama love. 
  6. While playing Peek-a-boo. My babies just turned 1 last week, so they're at a great age right now. The changes keep coming on fast, and it seems like every day is some new discovery or another peak in their curiosity. It's not like I didn't enjoy spending time with my babies before, but the last few months, I've been digging it a lot more. And I'm having so much fun playing games with them. I mean, these guys crack me up, not because they're particularly funny, but because they're my babies and the baby-things they do are hilarious. I'll put a blanket over one of their heads and ask, "Where's my boy, where's my boy?" while his little head turns back and forth under the sheet. Then, suddenly, he'll yank it down and laugh hysterically like, "Here I am!" Yeah, I know, it's your garden-variety peek-a-boo, but I'm his Mommy, so it's pure comedy. Also, these days, I've taken to lying down on the floor, inviting them to crawl all over me. It's Mommy Pile-On, and it's awesome.
  7. Seeing myself in videos or pictures with them. Like I said, it was my babies' first birthday last week, so of course, we were taking a ton of pictures and videos. Normally, I don't like to get in the pictures, but I felt like it might actually be important for me to be in their birthday albums. The next day, I played back the videos and scrolled through the pictures, and tears came to my eyes. I was so, so HAPPY in every picture. Beaming really, with pride, with love, bursting at the seams. I can't get enough of them, constantly kissing their cheeks and snuggling their chubby bodies and nuzzling their sweet necks -- completely, totally, obsessively smitten. Of course, I know that I'm happy, that I'm totally in love with them, that they're my whole world. But seeing it, seeing myself with them, I had no idea just how swoon-y I actually am.  
  8. When someone other than Mommy holds them. With this adorable age has also come some separation anxiety and stranger anxiety. When it happens, I'm always consoling the offender who dared try to hold my shy baby. "Oh, so sorry, it's not personal," I say, as my little man's arms reach out for me, a pleading look on his face. But as I scoop my baby back into my arms, I've got to admit, I go all gooey inside. I can't help but feel all warm-and-fuzzy with my babies' love and need for me. Of course, if they're doing this at 15, we've got a problem, but I know I only have a small window of time where they still feel like they need their Mommy. So, I'll take it!

What moments stand out in your mind that make you realize you're really a Mom?

 

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BNT8389 BNT8389

This is me all the way :)

ashhh... ashhhes16

Love this! But I would have to add that moment when they learn something new is like a kid on Christmas lol. Like today my baby girl learned how to clap i was so happy lol i felt like a kid cheering her just because she clapped haha lol

Evaly... EvalynCarnate

All these things are very true, and things I'm guilty of, but the moment that "Being a mom" really struck me like lightning was when my daughter and I were out in a store and I heard a tiny voice say "Hey! That's D and her Mom!".. It was one of her little classmates. I was like...Yes! I AM D's mom! lol Weird, I know...

nonmember avatar mama2many

Pretty sure I realized I was a mom the second the baby came out of my vajayjay...

MsElle MsElle

These are all amazing moments. Another that you will swoon over when they are a little older is when your baby/toddler says out of the clear blue sky " I love you mommy" My daughter is 2 1/2 and about 4 months ago she just walked up to me while I was cleaning, wrapped her little arms around my leg and said "I yuv

MsElle MsElle

These are all amazing moments. Another that you will swoon over when they are a little older is when your baby/toddler says out of the clear blue sky " I love you mommy" My daughter is 2 1/2 and about 4 months ago she just walked up to me while I was cleaning, wrapped her little arms around my leg and said "I yuv you mommy!" With tears in my eyes and a melted heart I feel to my knees hugging and kissing her like there was no tomorrow... I still get misty eyed thinking about it

Heath... HeatherMazzone

This is so me! My girl is 10 months and has started walking and has learned to clap when shes happy about something like her favorite tv show coming on, (bubble guppies) and the fact that she put together that clapping and excitement go together made me cry.lol. I never in my whole life thought little things like that would make me have the reaction that I have, but being a mommy is full of surprises! I love it!

teddy... teddysmama09

There's times when I see how much freedom my childless friends have and get a twinge of jealousy, but it's these "mommy moments" that remind me how lucky i really am. Sure I can't drop everything and go for drinks and a movie, and I can't lounge in the tub for an hour reading a novel (in fact some days I'm lucky to dunk my head in water and run some shampoo through it!) But I have two little people that love me just for being me, no matter how sticky my hair gets. Drinks wear off, movies lose appeal and bath water gets cold, but the memories we share with our children last forever.

Amanda Scott

Teddysmama09 - I love that! So true! When I had my first child, I felt the loss of my single self. I grieved for the loss of long showers, drinks with friends, even being able to just sit and snuggle with my hubby. It took a while for me to accept my new life - even though I loved my son more than anything in the world. I just found the sudden change to be a little overwhelming.

As for when I truly realized that I was a mom - I think it was during one very difficult night with my colicky boy. He was up screaming - again - and it hit me, I'm the one who he needs a response from. I'm the one who will be changing his diapers, feeding him, loving him and nurturing him from now until the end of my days.


My mom would visit my son once a month, for a few hours, and claim to know him better than I did. She kept telling me that I wasn't really a mom until I had actually raised two kids like she had. That long, dark night, I realized that she was wrong. I knew my son. Even if I didn't always know how to comfort him, I knew enough to know that he derived more comfort from me than from anyone else on the planet. I am his mom, and I don't have to wait until he grows up to say so!


 

Heath... HeatherMazzone

@Amanda Scott, Amen^^^ Being a mother isn't about experience. Its about the bond, love, and nurturing.

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