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.