Motherhood is pretty amazing.
I watch my babies grow, learn to roll over, take their first steps, run far and fast.
To see the joy in their faces as they experience their firsts.
Tenderly touching the grass, blinking away raindrops, getting up close to the nose of a very brash bull.
Being the one that they run to when they need a hug, when a boo boo can only be healed by my kisses, when they just need some lovin.
Motherhood has changed me.
I now understand unconditional love.
I've learned a lot about life.
And some important life lessons along the way.
Tonight I misplaced my toothbrush.
I went in to brush my teeth and I couldn't find it anywhere.
Did I leave it on the countertop?
If I left it there and its not there anymore, they've taken it.
They've gotten their grubby mits on it and if that's happened, it's been to horrible places.
My perfect toothbrush, pretty pink and wonderfully soft bristles and its been hijacked.
Maybe it's been used to swoosh around some toilet water.
Maybe it's been dipped down the drain of the bathtub.
Now even if I find it. I can't use it.
It's been compromised.
Never, ever, ever use your toothbrush if its been in the reach of your children.
That's what parenting has taught me.
And that my friends, is a very important lesson.
And to my relief, I found my toothbrush, uncompromised, in a very high shelf in the shower, where I left it this morning.
Evening Out at Makus Empanadas
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