Today, as I was dressing Will, he started to get wiggly and whiny on the changing table. To distract him, I started singing "If You're Happy and You Know It" to him. I have done this countless times since he was born, singing this same silly song, complete with pantomiming the clapping, foot stomping, and shouting hooray (I get pretty into it, if I do say so myself).
As I was launching into another rousing round, Will shocked me by doing not one, but all three verses, complete with his own clapping, foot stomping, and hooray-shouting. I was so surprised that I sang the song again. And he clapped, stomped, and hoorayed right on cue. I gave him kisses and hugs and realized. . .
Hey, I taught him that. I did that. I showed him that. I got to see that.
It was absolutely amazing. It's the moments like these that make me feel like a mother.
What moments define you? What was the first time that you felt like a mom? What was a recent experience that reminded you what being a mom truly meant?