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When the Monogram on Your Purse is M.O.M.
By Sheila Moss
You wear a mother's ring with multi-colored birthstones.
You have a bumper sticker
that says, "My child is a wannabe honor student."
Your TV remote is stuck
on the Saturday morning cartoons.
You spend your wedding
anniversary at a mouse's theme park.
You're nominated for Den
Mother of the Year and your kids aren't even in scouts.
You have a T-shirt that
says, "Moms need love too."
Your idea of a good stiff
drink is "Slim Fast."
Your idea of fine dining
is the Pizza Pit instead of a Happy Meal.
You hit your thumb with a
hammer and can't say a swear word.
You've melted three
training cups because the coffee mugs were all dirty.
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You go to PTA meetings
just to get away from the kids.
You know the Dr. Suess
ABC book from memory.
Your sofa crackles from
of the candy wrappers under the cushions.
You'd like to have a
nervous breakdown, but it isn't on your schedule.
You are saving Popsicle
sticks to build Barbie furniture.
You find a quarter and
you know one of the kids lost their lunch money.
The cockroaches have
boycotted your kids' rooms.
Your life's goal is to be
able to send them home to "someplace else."
You eat cold cereal
because making oatmeal in a microwave takes too long.
All the back seat drivers
in your life are in car seats.
Someone asks who you are
and you say, "their mother."
You are asked for ID and
don't have any except for the kids' shot records.
You take out a second
mortgage to pay for the kids' dental braces.
You lock the bathroom
door to keep the kids out.
You shop only at WalMart
because they have carts for the kids to ride in.
Your family photo album
is a twelve volume set.
You can stay up later
than the kids at bedtime - most of the time.
You think chewing gum is
a serious occupational hazard.
You don't have furniture
- you have upholstered trampolines.
Your favorite thing in
life is 30 minutes alone with Mr. Bubbles.
You introduce your
husband as "daddy."
Your medicine cabinet
contains syrup of ipecac, glow-in-the-dark band aids and
M&M's.
You can't remember not
having children. You're sure they were born before you
were.
Sheila Moss is a free-lance humor columnist, mother of
three, and grandmother. Although her kids are now grown,
her mother's ring seems to be stuck and she can't get it
off. Drawing on years of real-life experience, she
suggests St. John's Wort and a minivan. Remember, one day
they will be grown and you can get a good night's sleep
and catch up on the laundry. In the meantime, visit
Sheila's website for all the humor you can have until
after dinner. Send envious hate mail to
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