Your mom is more fun than my mom...

I was recently within earshot of my boys and some of their friends, and I overheard one kid say to another kid, "Your mom is more fun than my mom." And then another kid said, "My mom's not fun either. She doesn't do anything except the dishes." Another one said, "My mom is a bear at bedtime... except on Fridays when she lets me sleep with her." I kept waiting for the boys to air my dirty laundry, but they didn't... probably because I was within earshot. 😂

What this conversation told me, though, is that we moms really are all dealing with so many of the same challenges. And some days, with our kids' short memory spans - or long memory spans, depending - we can randomly be the fun mom or the bear-at-bedtime mom, or the boring, dish-washing mom, and we are all those things out of necessity, out of our own humanity, and due to the lack of the luxury of the surplus of time or sleep. What they don't know yet is that we have been pretty fun in our day!  And while I try to remind myself to live more in the moment, to say yes in as many occasions as possible, to squeeze out every last bit of enthusiasm at the end of the day to end on a warm, loving note, I know I'm going to gas out sometimes... well, a lot of times.

​There's a surprise awaiting them, though... we are the makings of some super-fun, whatever-you-want-to-do GRANDMAS who don't have so many dishes to do and who aren't perpetually sleep deprived, and we will be able to give that most special gift of our full, patient, all-eyes-on-them attention to their babies. And then they'll be telling us how we were never that fun when they were kids, meanwhile, they'll be sleep deprived, dishwashing bears themselves trying to remember to be fun. #fullcircle

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