Being a mom can be life changing and downright tough at times, but we get pretty good perks sometimes, too.
I thought I’d list a few ...
Perks of being a mom
Slave labor. Muahhhahah! I mean, kids help around the house. After we were pregnant for nine-plus months, it’s the least they can do, right?
Compliments. My kids say I look beautiful no matter what. I suppose I should get a second opinion sometimes before walking out the door, but why would I want to?
Entertainment galore. I won’t name names here, but one of the kids can make… um ‘bodily’ noises with his pits and behind his knees.
Expanded cultural education. Think of all the slang words and fads you’d completely miss if not for your kids. Laser tag! Temporary tattoos! Those weird little transformers with the cards! Come on, who doesn’t love "Shrek," "Up," and "Despicable Me"?
Recycling. If you accidentally shrink a cute sweater, you can always give it to your daughter.
More recycling. When your kids get bigger, you can steal their socks when you’re out. Or your daughter’s new black fuzzy boots. Or maybe even her cute sweaters as soon as she grows just a couple more inches.
Ice cream. If you’re by yourself, you might feel weird or guilty for wanting a big ol’ ice cream cone, but it’s perfectly natural with kids.
Free Christmas ornaments. My trees would be mostly bare each year if I didn’t have all those cute little school projects all over it.
Writing material. Probably enough said right there.
Jokes. Isaac: “Hey, Mom, why are you under there?” Me: “Uh? Why am I under where?” (Yes, I really did say that. It was a stressful day and made me laugh my head off, so I couldn’t be offended!)
A partner for anything. Connect Four, chess, air hockey, ping pong. We have all kinds of games around and kids to play. And I can still win at air hockey. Not sure why they’re so good at Connect Four – that’s just weird.
Breakfast for dinner. Why not?
Pizza again. Awesome!
Permission to use exclamation points like crazy! Woohoo!!!
And who else is going to tell us, “You’re the best mom on the whole planet?”
My kids say I look beautiful no matter what. I suppose I should get a second opinion sometimes before walking out the door, but why would I want to?