Nose to Nose
I adore this picture. If ever someone were to ask me my most favorite movie, song, restaurant for example, I could never narrow it down. I’m horribly indecisive. But if you ask me my most favorite picture? I would instantly know. THIS picture. I am a mom. I’m a mom when they’re praising me and think I am the best mom ever. I am a mom when I’m having to be the bad guy and they hate me because I love them enough to discipline them. I am a mom when they’re feeling low, having a bad day and need me to pick them up when feeling sad and make them…
Super Woman
Same routine. Day in. Day out. Alarm goes off, kids, breakfast, lunches, backpacks, the daily drill. A notification on social media from my daughter that honestly, I’d usually overlook until I needed something to read while I was pooping. Yes, I said it, pooping. Secrets out, I poop. But I opened it early that morning. It was plain and to the point; Describe your mom in two words. Her response? Super Woman. It made me smile. It made my heart all warm and fuzzy. Made my day actually. The right hand blinker made that ticky sound. Tick, tick as I entered the freeway on the way back from drop offs…
