I have never really been much of an emotional/sentimental person. I was never one to cry over things, in fact I would probably say that I didn't show much emotion at all. My sister and I would laugh at my mom or give her that "Oh geeze mom look" when ever she would start to cry while watching a movie. I always wondered how a sweet story or deed could bring someone to tears. It just never made any sense to me.
THEN
I had children.
I blame a lot of things on having children, my new found forgetfulness, or lack of muscle tone. But I swear that something happens to a woman once those pregnancy induced hormones first introduce themselves and there is no going back.
These days I cry every time I see a baby being born (on TV-thank you TLC channel and a baby story), when I read a sweet story or even when watching a movie! What the heck has happened to me, I think as I sit with my eyes filled with tears while watching Greys Anatomy or the Practice.
Children...
Motherhood...
Hormones...
Aging...
That is what happened. It has made me a blubbering, tearing, motherly mess sometimes.
So when Porter brought his present home from school today for Ryan and I, I almost lost it. Totally unexpected, it hit me...
The tears.
Now you see... it's really not so much to cry about. It is very sweet that if he could give his daddy anything he would give him a hug after work and that he loves to ride in his truck to school. But it wasn't that that got me all moist in the eyes. It was that he said if he could give his mom anything it would be "fresh paint for our house."
Tear*
(Background info: Our next door neighbor is a painter and is going to paint the outside of our house, with Ryan's help. Christmas is going to be small this year and I have been telling Ryan that all I want for Christmas is to have the house painted, since it will be free of cost.)
Apparently Porter knows how much a new coat of paint to our house means to me.
Now do you see what I am talking about!
A blubbering, tearing, motherly mess!!
And for the first time ever,
I am the one receiving the "oh geeze mom look"!
(I almost want to give myself "the look" too!)
7 comments:
Oh, Autumn,
That is soooo sweet of your little boy to say that to you. They never know how those little statements "hit".
I think that is one to treasure..
Love,
Grandma Bell
Now I get to give you the oh geez look. Welcome to being a mom
awwww. that is very sweet! I get it!
That is SOOOOO adorable...it's melting my heart.
And giving yourself 'the look' is so funny!
I'm with you...those silly things mean so much more than whatever we get wrapped up for Christmas. I love the perspective of a child!
You are pretty funny! Although, I know what it feels like to tear up over something your child says or does. Porter really is a sweet boy under all that tough talk and actions.
Yep Autumn there is definitely no going back EVER. It will just get worse. Tears at the drop of a hat or when I read blogs. But that's ok because all us mom's can relate...Porter's a sweetheart..
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