Three years ago I became a mother and welcomed into my life a very precious and uplifting little bundle of joy. No, I’m not talking about my daughter (although she, too, is a precious bundle of joy that is now getting harder to lift up). I’m talking about coffee. That’s right, becoming a mother has driven me to drink coffee. And not just one small cup. If it were possible to get through three full cups of hot coffee while also wrangling a three-year-old, I’d totally do it! But prior to entering the realm of motherhood, I didn’t really care for the bitter, caffeinated beverage, unless it had tons of sugar and tasted like anything other than coffee.
I’m not sure what happened, but all I know is that I am now, and have been for three years, a coffee drinker! I still don’t care for drinking my coffee black, nor do I like strong, bold coffees. I prefer a light breakfast blend mixed with plenty of flavored creamer. My favorites though are still the sugary concoctions like Caramel Frappes from McDonalds or a Mint Condition from Caribou.
While pondering this the other day, I realized that motherhood has driven me to do, or experience, a number of other things, not all of which I anticipated.
Motherhood Has Driven Me To…
Realize how controlling I can be.
Accept the fact that I will probably always have an audience while using the bathroom.
Be sillier than I thought possible.
To be more creative and inventive.
Experience mom brain.
Forget what it is like to sleep in.
Be completely overwhelmed by life.
Be completely overwhelmed with love and joy.
Gain some of the best friends I’ve ever had.
Be part of the wonderful world of Iowa City Moms Blog.
Feel like a solo trip to Target or the grocery store is a magical vacation.
Be a good role model for my daughter.
Empathize with the mom of the tantruming toddler in the checkout line.
Become a broken record, repeating the word “no” over and over.
Be in awe of how quickly kids learn.
Lose my s%#t on more than one occasion.
Talk to myself…out loud…in public.
Keep a mental list of which restaurants have changing tables and highchairs.
Perfect the art of distract and re-direct when dealing with oncoming tantrums.