The lovely Stasha has graciously allowed me to pick next week’s listicle and is simultaneously helping me with a linkup I have recently started. How cool is that?!?
The topic is An Hour In a Day. Make a list of 10 things that happen in an hour in your day and come link up next week not only with Stasha, but also with me. My linkup usually runs on Tuesday, but next week is special and my linky will open on Monday instead.
Pretty cool, huh?
Now for other pretty cool things. I don’t know about you, but motherhood has afforded me the opportunity to develop some serious super powers. Here are my ten best!
1. I can grow people. I don’t know, but I think that’s a pretty cool super power. I can just see a sweat-pants clad pregnant woman with a cape flying through the air…ok, maybe it’s not for television, but still a cool super power.
2. I have the ability to make miniature people giggle. It may not seem like a super power until you hear that magical sound of a little giggle, then it seems like the best power in the world.
3. My ability to find other people’s crap is staggering. Now if I could just keep track of my keys…
4. I can produce my very own milk which can sustain the life of a little bitty person. I’ve always thought that was pretty cool. I know not everyone has an easy time breastfeeding and I have always felt very blessed that it was never an issue for me.
5. I have developed the power to not be grossed out. I may declare the grossness loudly, but I can still clean up grossness without vomiting. That, my friend is a gift when you have 7 cute, but occasionally very gross people running around.
6. After birthing 7 people whcih came from my own uterus (as was so kindly asked of me the other day) I still have a sene of humor.
7. I can drive a 12 passenger van. It took some practice and backing into a couple of people first, but now I rock the extended van. Definitely a super power.
8. I can get 9 people to church early enough to sit on a bench and not in the overflow almost every week. If that’s not a super power, I don’t know what is. It stems from the fact that if we have to sit in metal chairs, my children become psychotic.
9. I can sing the theme song to nearly every child’s show, educational or not, without too much thought.
10. I can smell a poopy diaper a mile away, even if it isn’t on my own kid. Nearly 13 years of checking for poop has made me an expert.