There are many things that motherhood has taught me over the years. Many things I know now. Like…
How to function on only a few hours of sleep.
And how to put on makeup, pack lunches, and make breakfast all at the same time.
I’ve learned how to get nail polish out of the carpet. And out of hair.
I’ve learned about I Spy. And Junie B. Jones. And the Magic Schoolbus. And I’ve learned that I love kids’ books, especially Dr. Suess and E.B. White and Shel Silverstein.
Since becoming a mom, I’ve learned that jumping down the stairs can break bones. I’ve learned how casts are put on, and that when they’re taken off with that little saw, it’s best to cover your son’s ears. And eyes. Especially if he’s only three.
I’ve also learned that Poison Control is a good number to have around, and that some flowers aren’t poisonous when eaten. And I’ve learned that five year olds’ don’t like to have their eyes washed out for fifteen minutes straight when they accidentally spray perfume in them.
I’ve learned to compromise.
And I’ve also learned that, most of the time, I shouldn’t be compromising and negotiating. Because I’m the mom, right?
Since becoming a mom, I’ve learned the true meaning of priorities. And sacrifice. And I’ve experienced a kind of joy that I never knew existed.
I never knew I could worry this much, either.
Or doubt myself this much.
And I especially never knew I could love this much.
And, really, I think that’s the most important thing I know now.