Mom And Baby

Before I begin, let me state that this is not easy for me to write. Admitting what I am about to is probably the second hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but it is my hope that it will shine some light for someone else in a similar situation. This will not be funny, light-hearted, or possibly even enjoyable to read, but it is the truth and how I live my life every single day.

I am a mother. It is my job title, my raison d’etre, and it’s a never-changing constant in my life. It is not, however, who I am. Motherhood has defined my life, but it is not my identity. I was a person with hopes, dreams, and life goals before having a baby. I laughed at dirty jokes, got into trouble, and went dancing in the rain. Although I have adopted the second name of ‘Mom’, I still remain the person I was before I did so.

One of the more fun aspects of having a toddler is that I get to make all the big decisions in life for him…like what he’s going to wear for dinner on holiday. For the past two months, I’ve been scouring the Internet for costume ideas for the boy. I’ve come across the basics (i.e.: superheroes, fuzzy animals, and cowboys), but I’ve also found several inappropriate, albeit hilarious, get-ups. A friend of mine compiled a list of the best worst ones (which you can see ).

I still haven’t quite decided what to dress Piggle as, but I’ve narrowed it down to four.

Keep in mind that I have a sick sense of humor, and I’m likely going to hell for choosing any of the following:

As a mother, I have plenty to look forward to. From the to the quirkier moments (i.e. ), there is never a dull moment as a mommy. There are up and downs; times when I piss my pants laughing and times when I just walk away shaking my head in disbelief.  And then there are those moments when my heart is forced to swell to such inconceivable proportions—moments when no tantrum, diaper explosion, or teething marathon can even touch on the happiness my child has brought me.

Today, held one of those instances.

It’s not all puppies and rainbows, but it does have its moments, and boy, are they amazing!

These days, it seems like everyone and their uncles are breastfeeding their children longer than ever—except the uncles because unless they used to be aunts, chances are it’s more of an awkward situation that should probably be rectified quickly to avoid scarring a child for life and instilling a fear of nipple hair.


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