You Know You're A Mama When...

There are many mushy things I was thinking about writing about Mothers (and perhaps I'll save that for another time), but I was having a hard time wrapping my head around it and finding the right words. So instead, in honor of Mother's Day, I thought it would be fun to do a post similar to "You know you're a child of the 80's if..." I asked for outside participation on this one, so if something sparks a thought, feel free to continue adding them in the comments!


"You Know You're A Mama When..."

In public, sans kids, you catch yourself (hopefully) right before shouting "Bus!" bc you know they get excited when they see one as you drive in the car.

Your out for coffee with another adult (also sans kids) and yet you still cut your banana bread into four's bc, well that's how you like to eat it of course ;)

Looking for your keys in your purse, you pull out diapers, wipes, toys, spoons, etc until you remember that you gave them to your kid to keep them occupied in the car.

You keep watching their cartoons even when your kid got bored and moved on.

You realize that it may or may not have been several days since your last shower and you may or may not be wearing a shirt with spit up and dried God knows what on it for perhaps the second time.

You let your daughter keep pulling the heads off your flowers bc well, she gets so excited to pick them and bring them to you.

You're looking for a napkin in the car and all you can find are diapers.

You start having choppy conversations bc your brain gets use to constantly being interrupted... no? so that's just me then? ;)

You forego the things on your “to-do list” to read a book, play legos, or whatever it is that the little person pulling on your leg to get your attention away from your computer, Iphone, or whatever the case may be to do their bidding.

You realize that you are about to go out the door and you got everyone else ready but your makeup isn’t finished or you forgot to brush your teeth or your hair didn’t get done.

Your heart is so full of a love that you had never known before until you were "Mama".

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Your little on is sick and you pray that you could just trade places with him/her ~ Patty M.

You can’t close the door when you go to the bathroom, at least not expectin it to stay closed ~ Kimberly A.L.

You get a snotty, slobbery kiss from your toddler and it doesn't gross you out as much as you thought it would BK (Before Kids). Also, I never drank coffee until I had kids. Now I completely understand the need. ~ Not Just Another Jennifer @MidwestMomments

You start looking at diaper bags the same as you did those awesome leather purses currently hanging in your closet.

You stop caring if people think your house is nice and you just wish they'd think your kids were nice.

You plan your day according to when Sesame Street is on.

You have signed a check with a crayon.

You find Goldfish crackers in the glove box of your car.

You wipe other kids' noses.

You have accidentally brushed your teeth with Desitin.

You leave for a date with your husband carrying a diaper bag instead of your purse.

You know your a mom when the weekend isnt really the end of your week. ~Rachael V.

You go outside in freezing temps to spray poop off of a diaper.

You can't remember when your last shower was but you can remember what the kid had for snack three days ago. ~Catherine S.W.


You bed time is not only quiet time for the kids but for you as well.
Your house is trashed 20 min after you cleaned it.
Your freezer is stocked with chicken nuggets and fries ~ Jodey C. M.

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A very dear friend of mine was inspired to write her own blog post to coincide with this topic. Please go check out her post to read more of her hilarious "You know you're a Mama when..." at Improperly Forward. Here are a few of hers:

You're walking through a store and a baby crying six aisles away suddenly has your shirt soaked in milk and you're in a cold sweat. No one else on earth can perform such a trick.

You can distinguish cries by level of importance/emergency.  After a few year's practice you can also pick your kid's cry out of a million others within a three block radius when they crash their bike and skin their knee. Again.

After a day of being whined to, yelled at, and brought to near tears by the offender, as soon as their baby blue eyes close for sleep all is forgiven, and they bring you back to being the luckiest girl in the world.

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Thank you to everyone who contributed, it was a lot of fun!!


Happy Mother's Day to all you Mama's out there!
MamaToots




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