When you've fully embraced Motherhood you'll notice things are not the same as they've always been. Perhaps you've become OK with the inevitable change in body shape, wrinkly-papery belly skin, silvery stretch markes, or laugh lines all over your face. You've come to expect scatalogical references, spilled milk, and serious aversions to all things leafy and or green. You may have found that manners have been replaced with simple, more practical traditions like "Shirtless Sunday Supper" so that you can at least have one day a week without a load of laundry.
Your budget has changed, your "me" time is lost, and you find yourself anxious at the slightest suggestion of silence. But the number one signal that you have now fully embraced motherhood and all its associated joys is when you straighten the slip-covers on the couch, discover a Cheerio within its folds and rather than make a trip to the trash can, or toss it on the floor to be vaccuumed, you pop that gem right down your throat, noting to yourself "gee, that one wasn't even stale yet".
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Posted by Goob at 6:19 AM