You lose all grace when you become a mother.
I'm the mom whose empty double stroller gets blown over entirely in a gust of wind, causing all the other parks moms—whom I don't know—to rush to my rescue while I juggle Chase and reassure Trenton that his beloved fruit snacks are not dirty and are still indeed fit for consumption.
I'm the mom who all too frequently interrupts church meetings to retrieve Chase's carseat from the room it got left in when I went to change a diaper. Oh wait, I probably forgot the wipes, too, so let's go for one more interruption!
I'm the mom who throws a baby at anyone who looks willing on my way up to lead the music in Relief Society. (Thank you, friends!)
I'm the mom who is lucky to get out the door daily with matching shoes. (Trenton's match too? Bonus!)
I'm the mom whose child yells "A-MEN!" after a Sacrament prayer. (We're working on the whole quiet voice thing, I promise.)
I'm a good mom. But I feel like my life just became so much more VISIBLE when I had kids. Like I'm always on display. Making a spectacle. Do you ever get used to that feeling?? I'm not saying I mind; in fact, I rather love it. It's just different. There is no anonymity in raising children! Unless you stay at home all day every day, of course, and that's just not our style. :)