Truth Tuesday {tell me about it...}

Step One:

Read this.

**Isn't that woman who wrote in ridiculous??? I'm not focusing on how absolutely crazy that woman is, however, I'm focusing on the great things the columnist talked about. Thought you might enjoy reading it regardless.

Step Two:

This made me laugh! But also nod my head and really appreciate the job I do have. I am grateful to be a stay-at-home mommy. Sometimes, the tasks to get done in the day are daunting. And when friends who don't have kids ask me what I did this week or over the weekend, I just laugh. Um, we stayed at home and played with puzzles all day. Or, ahhh Brinley is teething again. I feel kind of lame sometimes, but then I remember this article and the long list of all that I need to do. All that I am responsible for.

At times, mommy-hood consumes me. There is more to life, and more to me, then just changing diapers, filling sippy cups, wiping tears, and reading kids books. I feel like a small part of the fun, out-going, go-getter, spunky Meagan died when I gave birth. But then I look at that wild 22-month old who practically follows me around all day and says to me frequently, "No way, jose," and remember, Yes...that is where my spunky out-going personality went. 

I definitely can sympathize when the author explained that you may only get 10 minutes of down time during the day. That ten minutes is filled with either a shower, getting dishes done, laundry put away, or wanting to put your face in a pillow and scream. I do one of these things, or call my Mom to vent or chit chat. Thankfully, my bff and I text frequently during our busy mommy days which helps me laugh often and remember that she is in knee deep of "toddler-hood" too!!

Yesterday, I started singing "You are my Sunshine," and Brinley stopped everything she was doing and just stared at me and started to sway back and forth. Oh my, you are the cutest! She had me repeat the song 6 more times. I can't help but feel super inadequate at times when the list of all the "you must teach your pre-schooler" becomes GINORMOUS. And, when I start comparing children and parenting techniques? Neeeever a good thing. 

But, the other day when she started counting to ten, out of order of course, but she counted off "one, two, three, six, ten!" (in her voice and not so clear English).  Ahhh, proud mommy moment!!

I cherish these days I have with just Brinley. Even though I long to be pregnant, I know my day will come again. I hate myself for complaining through those 9 months with Brin. I hate myself for that. It is amazing now that I want ALL of the pains and troubles from pregnancy, TIMES a Million. If only I knew this next phase was in store for me.

To some, motherhood may not seem too glamorous. And guess what? It isn't 90% of the time. And at those moments where I long to be someone else, like a big time heart surgeon, or be in Africa helping in a health clinic for malnourished children, or live in Boston wearing stilettos everywhere I go and talking on my blackberry and being somebody important in the corporate world. Sometimes, I just can't help it.

But, Brinley has become my little wing-girl and I love her more and more everyday. Brinley has become my best little friend. It is funny how I wait and wait for bedtime at 6:30pm practically all day (especially the long days), but then when she has been asleep in her bed for an hour, I want to go wake her up and play with her!

I promised myself that when she's old enough to understand why there is a gap between her and her younger sibling, I will tell her that she was my miracle. It was her who pulled me out of the dark times. It was Brinley who helped me keep believing.