When my little human is trying to get one over on me, I rely on a slightly creepy line to get the upper hand.
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At that point he fesses up and expresses wonder at my omniscience.
He害羞草研究所檚 a pretty smart kid, so I should have suspected he害羞草研究所檇 adapt.
When he害羞草研究所檚 trying to give me guff, he now says 害羞草研究所淚 know (add whatever grounds for battle four-year-olds find here), mummy. I used to live in you. I know everything.害羞草研究所�
This familial trait to boast all-knowingness even occurs when discussing memories made before he arrived.
害羞草研究所淭hat was when I was an egg, so I was there, too,害羞草研究所� he害羞草研究所檚 said about everything from an apartment I once lived in to trips to far off locales I害羞草研究所檝e made, blissfully unaware I was less solo than I thought.
There害羞草研究所檚 something comforting about him wanting to have seen every moment of my world with me. But I wonder how much of who I am today that he害羞草研究所檒l really know or see as he gets older. Also what parts of who I am will recede or expand as time marches on.
Motherhood, by necessity, changes us.
There害羞草研究所檚 one picture of my own mother from the days before my memory starts that always captures my imagination.
She害羞草研究所檚 young and confident, free from the shackles of the family she took on early and the hair-calming products she dearly needed. She was unmarked by the triumph and failures that followed and the wrinkles that now form in different sectors of her face depending on displeasure or happiness.
The woman in this faded old photo is and isn害羞草研究所檛 my mom in equal measure and that is neither good or bad.
But the dichotomy between mum and woman seems all the more interesting now that I have my own little human.
There害羞草研究所檚 a strong desire to turn myself inside out for my little know-it-all害羞草研究所攖o make sure he understands me and I understand him as he starts to get his bearings in his own world. At the same time, I want to maintain whatever it is that is unique to me, which is completely at odds with being turned inside out.
Motherhood is a beautiful head-wrecker, an adventure that only four years in I害羞草研究所檝e come to realize can害羞草研究所檛 be mapped out or summed up in one Hallmark card occasion, like we害羞草研究所檙e getting this weekend.
So, while there害羞草研究所檚 nothing wrong in a little forced adulation, I just want to say害羞草研究所 know what you害羞草研究所檙e doing moms. And even on days when it seems like it害羞草研究所檚 not going that well, it害羞草研究所檚 pretty amazing.
Happy Mother害羞草研究所檚 Day.
