I think I'm officially a mom. I mean, I know I am, have been for a whopping 18 months. (The ongoing sleepless nights are definitely my proof of that.) But today I realized that I had taken an emotional leap. My refrigerator is full of colorful scribbles held up by animal magnets. The art is crooked, and the animal heads have been lost (or thrown over the side of the balcony) so I now mostly have the rear-ends of animals in view. And I don't mind. I think that is a sign that I've passed to the other side of mom-hood. My interpretation of that simply means that I've given up trying to preserve any morsel of sanity, personal space and order that once may have existed in my home. Aaah. The joys of motherhood.
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