The other night Brian and I were in the kitchen. He was cooking dinner, which he has been doing a lot lately because the girls get demanding around that time of the night… luckily he’s a great cook.
We started talking… back before we had kids, the conversation probably would have been about what type of wine/beer/mixed drinks would go well with dinner and what movie we were going to watch that night. While we do still like to have wine with dinner and we do still watch movies most nights, that’s typically not the primary topic of conversation anymore.
Our conversation on this particular occasion was about how Zoë can’t have raisins for a few days. She had eaten quite a few that day and the day before and, well, she hadn’t been chewing them…
And I know this because her and I were running to the bathroom to go potty every 5 minutes… TMI, I know.
But my whole point is, after you have kids, everything changes. And in a way you can never imagine until you experience it.
If you would’ve told me five years ago that my dinner conversations would be about my daughter’s bowel movements, I probably would have laughed. Brian probably would have said you were smoking crack, or some such smart-ass remark.
It’s these moments that make you take a step back and say wow… I’m a Mommy through and through. Things certainly have changed, but I wouldn’t change that for anything. I love my life.