Momhood is the bestest thing ever, in the whole wide world.

It took three degrees, two of which are considered post-graduate, professional degrees and umpteen thousand dollars of student loan debt to come up with the above sentence.

Pretty good, eh?  Says a lot for higher education.

Whatever.  I love being a mom.  I love labeling myself a “mother.”  I never thought that would be true.  In fact, just the opposite.  I was pretty against kids in general.  Pregnant women?  Newborn babies?  Gah!  Give me a flipping break.  What was the big deal?

And then I became one.

And my life changed.

And has never been the same.

And I would never, in a million years, for a million bazillion gazillion dollars change one single second of it.

I might slow it down.

I might try to freeze time.

But I wouldn’t change one single thing.

It has defined me.  And I love it.  I know, I know.  Cheryl Sandberg and her “Lean In” strategy might not appreciate my beliefs or my thoughts on the subject.  And it’s not being very true to the feminist movement that I came in on the tails of, but honestly, this is my life.  And I like it very much, thank you very much.

I am MOTHER, hear me ROARRRRRRRR!!!!  🙂

Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms of the world.  May you find all the peace and love and contentment and happiness and awe and wonder and appreciation and gratitude and warm fuzziness that I have found.

Thank goodness the dear husband just bit his tongue and smiled that gorgeous smile and bided his time when, oh so long ago, I stomped my foot and said “I am NEVER having children.  Period.  So if that is what you’re after, then goodbye.”

Someone up there in the Universe had a better plan than little ol’ me and thank the stars no one listened to mine.

Blessings be to you all.