-enjoying morning bedhead-that lasts all day
-planning your, "someday, the next concert i'll see..."
-feeling deep singing, "this little light of mine"
-explaining to your husband you have to have the delicious smelling eco overpriced hand soap because your home all day long, washing hands and things all day long, and it makes you feel good with every single pump squeeze
-deciding there is nothing better than My Gym for toddlers in the winter
-loving how excited your child gets about whatever it is you say your doing
-enjoying conversations with other moms
-waking up in the night worrying about water sanitation and hexavalent chromium in local water
-being outraged that our government allows toxic poisonous drugs into baby foods and toys
-not being able to answer the question, "what do you want to do?" because it is so foreign
-trying to figure out what it means if your son says his penie stings
-enjoying the quick solo shower before bed as "me time" even if it is to wash off the puke just spewed all over you
-dressing your son in momentary mesh because it has your husbands team on it
-ripping the knees in all your jeans (unintended) and having kids point out you need new pants
-thinking face wash is a luxury item
-battling every asian and their technology so your son can see dragons at the chinese festival
-seeing your son running in the grass and being thrilled your not a mom on the hill even if it means suburbia
-enjoying the fact that in winter you can cover your momhead with a beanie and it's socially acceptable
-telling your son to stop smearing the glitter and then remembering he's only one year old and feeling guilty
-eyeing the running noses on kids and trying to direct your child in the opposite direction
-having your husband rearrange the furniture to allow for more play room
-breaking fast, pulling over, and running with your son so he can see the deer you just spotted by the road
-trying to make everyday the most fun wonderful day
-cringing at the thought of explaining to your pediatrician why your child is not vaccinated
-not understanding how your hands and fingers have expanded twice their size postpregnancy
-trying to secretly trade the multicolored sprinkles for the red and pink heart sprinkles in the grocery cart, getting busted, and then trying to convince your son for Valentines sprinkles-and then realizing what you are doing and putting back the cute sprinkles. Then, forgetting all about the new sprinkles in the rush of excitement of sprinkling!
-fretting over dairy intake-the opposite kind your pediatrician advises-because you believe God did not intend humans to drink another species milk, no matter how delicious cheese might be
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