Laughing Through the Chaos - "Awyoowamooooom?"

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An inquisitive little 4-year-old stopped me after my Mommy and Me class at the YMCA today and asked me this. I had to laugh as she cocked her head to one side, furrowed her tiny little brow, scrunched her eyes together, and asked me the question with all the seriousness in the world on her face. And I was pushing my daughter in the stroller when she asked me.

Her mom just laughed and said, "The stroller didn't give it away?"

My heart melted inside my chest when she asked me if I was a mom (in case you couldn't make out the kidspeak in the post title). "Yes, I am," I proudly answered.

At that moment, my mind flashed back to Kaylee's check up at the pediatrician's when she was just 2 days old. I filled out 85,473 forms, and smiled every time I wrote "Mother" in the blank that asked what my relationship to the patient was.

I am a mother. Sometimes I still can't believe it, but hearing someone else say it out loud - even a 4-year-old - just makes it even more real. As if the poopy diapers (now bright green poopy diapers, thank you green beans...), middle-of-the-night feedings (yes, we still have middle of the night feedings at 6 months old - sometimes 3 per night), and piles of minature clothing that come out of my washer and dryer every day weren't enough to remind me.

I'm a mom. I'm Kaylee's mom. And boy, do I ever love the way that sounds.