...My kids love me so much, they climb all over me in church.
I'm a lucky mom because when I wipe a dirty face, I get to see a bright smile.
I'm a lucky mom because my kids make up all kinds of excuses to stay up late with me.
I'm a lucky mom because I'm the only one in all the world that gets quiet moments in the middle of the night with my baby.
I'm a lucky mom because when I get puked on, I know it's because I'm the only one who can offer comfort.
I'm a lucky mom because my kids want to eat food prepared by me ever hour or so (I didn't say they always like it).
I'm a lucky mom because all the laundry I do is from perfectly healthy children playing the day away.
I'm a lucky mom because my children love for me to sing to them even though I have a horrible voice.
I'm a lucky mom because going to sporting events means bringing your own lawn chair and yelling things like "KICK AND RUN" and "GIVE SOMEONE ELSE A TURN."
I'm a lucky mom because pee on the toilet seat means we've got potty trained kids in the house.
I'm a lucky mom because my kids think I'm good at bouncing them on the tramp.
I'm a lucky mom because I never have to go to the grocery store alone.
I'm a lucky mom because Spray and Wash is my friend.
I'm a lucky mom because taking a shower in privacy is a treat.
I'm a lucky because I get to comb rats out of little girls hair each morning. This means I have girls with hair!!
I'm a lucky mom because I am the first person my kids want to see when they wake up in the morning.
I'm a lucky mom because my kisses make all ouchies better.
I'm a lucky mom because a wet bathroom floor means clean kids.
I'm a lucky mom because if I were doing anything else in life I would be thinking "I wish I were a mom."
I'm a lucky mom because my kids have a dad who is totally dedicated to them and to me.
I'm a lucky mom because I am surrounded by many amazing moms to teach me how to be better.
A few weeks ago I sat in church, in utter frustration, because Bailey and Adeline both wanted to be on my lap and Austin wanted me to read to him. I was trying to listen and keep them quiet and failing at both. Tears burned my eyes as I thought "Can I do this?"
Somehow, in that moment of torment, my mind flipped and I thought "I'm a lucky mom because my kids love me so much, they climb all over me in church." What if they didn't want to sit by me? Now that's reason to cry! My body absorbed the tears. I smiled and pulled all my kids closer to me. Now everyday chores make me feel lucky!! And that's how I birthed this post.