I have twenty-eight years of experience at being a mother. That fact shocks me. Not just that I have a kid that old, (hi, Matt!), but that I've survived motherhood for that long. Anyone who has children knows that being a mother is not for the faint of heart. And if motherhood in general is tough, try being mother to the children of Indiana Jones.
My husband is a leader with a strong personality, and all of our boys seem to have inherited his stubbornness and his independent streak. There have been times in my motherhood career that I've felt like I was just barely able to withstand the onslaught of bulldozers known as our sons. (In all honesty, Stephanie, you've done a little bulldozing over the years too).
Here's a short list of some things I've experienced, living in a household full of alpha males.
*I purchase five dozen eggs per week.
*I use the phrase "that's inappropriate" on a regular basis. Every. Day.
*My furniture regularly gets rearranged--meaning it gets shoved out of the way for wrestling matches and Krav Maga demonstrations.
*I have formerly live animals stuffed and mounted on my walls.
*We don't watch movies unless someone is shot or something blows up. Preferably in the first five minutes.
*I ask the question, "What is that smell?" on a regular basis. Every. Day.
*When the boys are cooking, pancakes and sausage patties are always the same size as the pan they're cooked in.
*Someone always asks, "What's for dinner?", usually before 9:00 a.m.
*I have to continually remind them that they don't live in a guys' dorm.
*Like all strong men, they're all babies when they're sick.
On the plus side, I never have to take out the garbage. Although I may have to ask three times before someone else does.
So what about you? Are you surviving motherhood or appreciating your mother and all she put up with from you?