I know exactly how many gallons of gas it takes to get to the mall and back.
I know exactly how many days, almost down the hour, a box of diapers lasts.
I know just the right song to sing to calm my youngest son.
I know just how my oldest son likes to be tucked into bed at night.
I know the schedule for all of my sons’ favorite TV shows.
At a crowded playground I know the sound of my boys’ cries when they fall and get hurt.
I know that my oldest thinks robots are the coolest thing ever.
I know that my youngest likes to sit on my lap and snuggle for a few minutes after he wakes up from his nap.
I know how many gallons of milk we need to get through the week.
I know that I’ve learned more from being a mother than I ever imagined.
I remember those days! I think one of the hardest parts of being a mom is THINKING you’ve finally gotten a handle on motherhood, that you finally KNOW, only to turn around and find out that the kids are growing up and changing (as we ALL do) and you DON’T know what you used to know.
I feel like I was a great mom to babies and toddlers, but these middle elementary school aged kids? Still figuring out how to parent them. By the time I have it down, they will have moved on to high school.