Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Why I love being a mother.
Because I extracted a massive water beetle from the pool and they thought I was the best thing that happened to the age 30. I'm a goddess with super powers and they are my shrieking fans!
Because when I tell Lillie no! no! for playing in the toilet, she cries, walks away, comes back, and wants me to comfort her for the emotional pain that I inflicted. The irony.
Because even when I'm starving off my rocker, exhausted, with no patience, they eat first, they drink first, they come first. And that teaches me a lot.
And because all my emotions are heightened. Like when I was pregnant and every single piece of food was SO DELICIOUS and even a single refried bean tasted as succulent as a fresh vat of guacamole. That's what it's like being a mother. Every firework show, every Hello Kitty necklace in the mall, every bleach commercial has a new meaning, a new excitement to it, a new memory attached to it. So much so that I forget what it was like living in my blurry, carefree world of no daughters. When I walk into a room, I scan for little things that Lillie could choke on, look down for Ruby's next move and survey Grace's face for confidence and happiness. They're just the things I now live for.