What it means to be a blogger mom…

May 11, 2008 by Grace

blogs at the breakfast table with sticky strawberry jelly fingers, and a baby on her lap
blogs in the afternoon, on the big king bed, with a sleeping toddler by her side and a baby on her lap
blogs at 2 am, on the glider-rocker… no baby (whew!)
dancing hip hop to “ABC”
discipline is heartbreaking!
wet kisses
toothless smiles that melt her heart
goofiness without shame
“Mommy, I’m your princess!”
“I love you, Mommy.Goodnight, Mommy.”
anytime-hugs
someone to play Dora with
a newborn, skin to skin
watching Smallville with the girl. for real.
hero, unsung but fully rewarded
middle-of-the-night snuggles when the girl wakes up and goes to sleep with her mom and dad
that loving gaze her husband gives when he sees the kids with her
when the girl pretends-play with her dolls and she acts like her mom
to labor through, and deliver a really beautiful child
nine months without chocolates, coffee, peanut butter, sushi, eggs and dairy
and after giving birth, maybe many more months without the dairy, eggs, nuts, chocolates and seafood of an allergy-free life
love, rediscovered