When You Need Your Mom

Last night was rough. Like really, really rough. Matthew was on night shift and my poor friend Sara was here to witness the dark side of motherhood, which solidified her choice to not have children. (Sorry Sara!) So, back to the kiddos...I have no idea what happened and it was not even a full moon, but my children went crazy! Behrend went to bed normal and 10 minutes later he was screaming his lungs out! Usually a dose of gripe water and some cuddles and he's back to bed in 10 minutes or less. Well, 10 minutes turned into 20 then 10 then 20 then minutes turned into hours. Sometime in there Sara made some phone calls, tried to update me on the latest news she found out and left while I tried the cry it out, cuddling, rocking, praying to sweet baby Jesus method to get Behrend to go to sleep!

While this is going on, my two year old decided he would talk in his room the entire time his brother was screaming. Thank goodness he is still in a crib and likes to stay in his bed, but he still wanted to be rocked and read to and have a drink of water.

Somewhere in the middle of this nightmare I really wanted my mom. I wanted to call her and have her tell me everything would be okay and how to handle the situation. My mom is my go-to gal for every sort of problem from a missing recipe ingredient to solving a math problem to child rearing. (And, can you believe my mom has the audacity to be 1,700 miles away visiting my Great Aunt Iona in California?!) That's when it hit me....I am now the mom my boys go to to solve their problems, such as the sleep mystery of Baby B last night.

Holy cow! I know I've been a mom for 2 years, 8 months and 16 days. And, we've had our share of sleepless nights, but I don't know if I have thought about the future of being a mom. Right now I am constantly in survival mode and it's hard to see the light when I am knee deep in potty training, diaper changing, constantly feeding and yelling "Get off your brother!" seven million times a day. But, one day I will become the go-to gal for every sort of problem from a missing recipe ingredient to solving a math problem to child rearing for Behrend and Graham.

That is a lot to take in and I know once my mom arrives home from sunny California I will be sure to give her a hug and tell her thank you for being my go-to gal.