Motherhood... not for the faint of heart.

Everyone always tells you that motherhood is awesome. "Just wait and see." they say. "Best years of your life." they say. I agree 100%. No, I agree 1000%. It has been, by far, the BEST experience during my 28 years of life. However, there are the days that make me question just how awesome it really is.

For example. Here I am sitting at the computer, writing a message, and along comes my sweet stinker little one year old.

"Mama."

"Yes, Jack-ah?"

"Yuck."

When I look down, he's wiping his HUGE booger on my legs, trying to get it off his fingers. Yuck.is.right.

How about the time when I walked into his room to get him up from nap and he's snacking away on poop. Yes. I said POOP. His poop. And I stuck my finger in his mouth, not knowing that was what was in there. GROSS.

How about the time he comes strolling down the hallway, chewing an ant? Usually he likes to smoosh the ones that he finds in the house (luckily, they haven't been too bad this year) and this time he wanted to eat one. Protein anyone?

Lately, when he knows he shouldn't be doing something (or even to just get our attention), he'll make this face...



...and of course, if he gets in trouble while making that face, I can only turn around, get my giggles out, and then go into mommy-mode. What.a.stink.

Oh, and by Murphy's Law, if you put on nice, clean clothes, the baby will always spit up on them. Yes. This happened just two days ago. Tried to look all hot for my husband. Fail. The baby puked all down the front of me and the back of me. This is why, most of the time, you will find me in sweats and a t-shirt. :)

Even with the nasty things my boys do, I wouldn't trade this journey for anything. It is the best journey of my life so far.