I might feel like a clown wearing a lot of hats but I am just a mom

It is amazing that things get done around here, because I feel like I am being pulled in a thousand directions. I am no different than most mothers who have learned to wear hats. If our hats were visible I would think that I would look like a clown with hats stacked on top of each other. What a picture that would be...let’s see a chef’s hat, taxi cab hat (I think I would like that one best all checkered), nurses cap, maids hat (not outfit, sorry hubby), a different sports hat depending on which child is playing Go Chiefs/Husky’s/Eagles, the not so occasional with 5 kids party hat. I am sure that I have missed a few and some never seem to come off. Before my husband and I got married he nicknamed me Hatts, because I like to wear a lot of hats, but know that nickname is more figurative and I wear less “real” hats. I still love the name, but now because it reminds me how important I am to my family.

The next time you find yourself complaining about all the hats you have to wear, just think about yourself as being a super important figure in your family. It’s kind of rewarding, because without you the kids do not get to point A, they do not eat (or eat well), they wear dirty clothes, their booboos go unnursed, they don’t hear their name being screamed out at their games (which they outwardly hate, but secretly love), and all in all they do not feel loved. Even though you can’t see your hats and you know that they are there, know that other moms see those hats and smile when they see you running from one place to another knowing that they are not alone in this career called MOM!