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How motherhood has changed me

Here are just a few things I've noticed most recently about how motherhood has changed me. The most significant ones I've blogged about back in October 2008.

When do you sleep?
It's summer, around 8:30 pm and the neighbourhood kids are out playing in the road. I see them as I'm about to switch out the lights to go to sleep.

A date with the hubby.
My husband took a day off work so we can spend some time together, and what do we do? We went to the outlet mall. Now I've always been somewhat pragmatic, and it's not that I didn't have a good time, but if I think about it, the depths of my practicality is frankly staggering. Come to think of it, his too.

Shoe shopping.
My husband was looking for shoes. I went in with him into various shoe stores and...sat down. Yes, I didn't need any shoes, so I didn't even look. What a sad, sad state of affairs.

Volume control.
As time goes by, my normal speaking voice is getting louder and louder. Directly proportional to the sound of the boys. That helps explain why everyone in my family in Trinidad, practically shouts.

Magic.
I found myself having to stop to think how to spell magic, and that's sad in more ways than one!

Comments

Unknown said…
Motherhood hasn't chnaged me at all. Fatherhood on the other hand....

Good to see you writing!
Greta said…
The shopping part made me smile. In this area, the biggest change for me is that I try my best to avoid shopping at the brick and mortar stores, and I do most of my purchases online. Due to lack of time and maybe energy, I no longer get the same pleasure and feelings of relaxation from browsing and trying on things in a store as in my student days.
Austin Trini said…
Re the shopping issue, that is absolutely true. I had done a post on Walmart back in May, but the point was I just didn't want to "waste" precious time wandering around large stores to find something. Like you, I do more shopping online and am getting much more comfortable with returning items.

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