Sunday, April 19, 2009

For The Kisses

I was thinking today about motherhood. Not that I don't think everyday about motherhood, in some form or another, of course, but today was different.

I was thinking about why motherhood. What in the world inspires us to get up way too early, go to bed way too late, spend entire days without adult conversation*, wipe up milk, snot, poop, vomit, and unidentifiable substances without a grimace and re-read Where The Wild Things Are
37 times in a row?

*adult conversation = words that don't end in "ie", (as in "milkie" "blankie" "bummie") don't involve animal sounds, and discussions concerning shows not currently on The Disney Channel.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I think I have the answer. The reason the human race repopulates. What keeps mothers going.

I personally, do it for the kisses. There's nothing like a slobbery Wiggle Man kiss.

Even if I do wipe my cheek afterwards.

2 comments:

Tiffany @ Paging Doctor Mommy said...

I 100% wholeheartedly agree with you. Even on the WORST of days, a big sloppy kiss from Reagan makes it all better. I can be in the midst of what feels like a breakdown because she has been known to be a little bit of a terrible-two aged brat lately, and she'll flash me a smile, give me a hug and finish it off with a kiss... and I'm wrapped around that little finger once again!

Rhonda said...

I'm glad you get lots of kisses. The only time I get them is if Kaden leaves with his daddy (or any other relative) and kisses me bye because he can't wait to go somewhere. You'd think all we do is abuse him since he's always so quick to wanna leave. LOL