More and more mom-like?

OK, so I know having one kid automatically makes you “Mom” pretty much.  In which case, I should be used to this whole mom-thing since I have two years under my belt before having another.  Little did I know how it was possible to become more and more “Mom-like” with each child you have.  Not that that’s bad. My mom is awesome and I aspire to be like her in many ways, yet there is still something surprising and slightly scary(?!) when you hear your mother’s words that were once spoken to you come spewing out of your mouth without any forethought or hesitation.

Example 1: We were driving to Jeremy’s parents house for our Easter visit.  On our way, I got to thinking about how things are now and what if we would have gotten a dog at some point between Harley and now.  Far too much responsibility for now.  Then I say “Boy am I glad we didn’t get a dog back when I thought it was going to be a good idea.” Not that I have anything against dogs, but… well, I’m satisfied with my work load for now as it is.  So then Noah says he wants a dog. Then, without hesitation and without missing a single beat, I feel my mouth open and I hear myself saying the words: “No. Not now. Maybe when you are older and can help take care of it.”  I looked at Jeremy, my eyes wide and my mind completely shocked. It just came out, just like that!

Kind of like Example 2: in the car he asked for something or to go somewhere (I can’t remember for the life of me now what it was now) but then, another Mom-ism: “We’ll see”. In our house, that was always a way of saying no, but not so directly so that the kid throws a fit. 

Like I said, not that it is a bad thing, but just completely surprising. With Mother’s Day approaching, and with each look at and kiss to my boys, I am reminded of how blessed and lucky I am to be “Mom.” Twice over. Maybe someday they will surprise themselves with a “Mom-ism” (or in their case Dad-ism) that Jeremy or I have said many times over the years, giving them the same delightfully jaw-dropping experience in parenthood that I have had the chance to have.