Why is it that despite being a mother for 12 years and having four children that they make me feel like an amateur mother?
I love my kids, I really do. Their teachers love them, they are good in public. I swear though that once they climb up our metal stairs and into our home, something clicks in their brains and they turn into little monsters. I guess it means they feel safe to act however they want. It also seems that their ears stop working. I have to ask them to do things three or four times. Even when I use love and logic, I still have to repeat myself over and over again.
Then suddenly, one of them will run over and give me a hug and a kiss. They tell me that I am the best mom ever and my heart just melts. And everything is right with the world.
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