You know you're a mother when...

...you watch American Idol and cry in pride just thinking about how proud their parents must be.
...you seriously consider buying bright orange pumps JUST because they're your son's favorite color.
...you look at (and secretly want) holiday sweaters.
...your DVR is filled 90% with Nickelodeon and Disney shows.
...you don't wear lipstick because you know it will get all over your son's face when you kiss him.
...you have to push a step stool out of the way every time you go to the bathrooom.
...you panic when the fruit snacks or milk run out.
...the first department you walk to upon entering a department store is the childeren's department.
...your storage area is packed with old diaper boxes filled with baby clothes.
...you would consider going on a Disney Cruise.
...you own more plastic, colorful forks and spoons than metal ones.
...you can sleep through a tornado, but the tiniest cry from your child instantly wakes you up.
...you know that as long as you get at least 6 hours of sleep each night, you'll be fine (you survived on half that for months on end in the past!).
...you can't remember the last time you went to a bar.
...you consider staying up until midnight, having a drink or two while playing board games "whooping it up".
...you care which school district your home is in.
...you have actually left glass dirty just because you can't bear to wipe off the little handprints.
...you know which restaurants have days where kids eat free.
...you worry more than you ever knew possible.
...you know a love that words cannot describe.
...you know what it feels like to be willing to sacrifice ANYTHING for another person.
...you understand just how much your parents love you.
...you know what it feels like to see your heart walking around outside of your body.
...you know what it feels like to love someone so much that it physically hurts.
...you know what it feels like to have the hardest job in the world.
...you know what it feels like to have the most rewarding job in the world.

Do you ever just have an overwhelming sense of being blessed? A feeling that's not caused because of any specific incident, just an overwhelming feeling that comes over you. I have that feeling tonight. I'm blessed...so so so blessed. When I was growing up, I don't recall ever being certain about what I wanted to be "when I grew up" as far as a career...what I always knew was that I wanted to be a mother more than anything. And I am so blessed that God allowed me to have this job. I take it very seriously.