Being a Mom

I've helped raise kids all my life. To be more accurate, I raised 4 of 9 of my siblings for the first portion of their lives. Occasionally they will tell me they remember when I used to do this or that to or for them. My mom was a baby making machine and was always pregnant it seems. I am 7 years older than the next in line and can remember from a very young age hearing my mom yell for Tums and milk. There is no more than a 2 year gap between the children. Their current ages are 14, 13, 11, 10, 8, 7, 5, 4, 2. By the time I was in high school I was getting them up and ready in the mornings, taking them to school, picking them up, helping with homework, cooking dinner, baths, and bedtimes. I felt like a mom. I've had stress far too long. Now I know how to de-stress play with my children.

I met my Hus  and somewhere along the line we moved in together. Shortly after we had his son full-time. I fell in love with him and cared for him like if he was mine. I was there for a lot of important moments. His first tooth falling out, kindergarten, 1st grade, and now second grade. We had a baby together and my sons get along so well. I love being a mom. There cant be a greater joy. Just seeing them smile or laugh tickles me. This is completely different then raising my siblings. This love is different. It touches a part of my soul that nothing else ever has. If my sons are sad I feel it. My youngest son is turning one soon and my oldest is now 7 I cant believe it.

In the blink of an eye they grew. In the blink of an eye they will be adults. I have to watch out and cherish every moment.

Grinds my gears edition

You know what really grinds my gears?
People who don't bring their shopping carts back to its bay. Especially when its very close to their cars. Lazy fucking bitches. Twice in the past 2 days I've seen a phantom shopping cart rolling at a high speed towards a car. Both times the offenders car was no more than 2 cars from the shopping cart bay. What the fuck. Is it really that hard to roll the cart to its proper place?! I wonder if this person would get mad if their own car was smashed into by a shopping cart.
Both times I pulled my cart and the flying cart back to the bay.