Hey there! I’m Hannah, wife of 8 years to Jonathan and mom of two boys named Evan and Porter. Yes, I proudly wear the “boy mom” label. Something I never would have imagined. I grew up with a sister, took dance classes, loved makeup and dress up and Barbies. I had no real knowledge of little boys or what that entailed.
I think I have always lived for big moments. It almost seems easier in a way. There is the prep and planning, the processing and deciding, and finally the climatic result of all your hard work. In one single day, it’s all over. There is a decidedly tangible feeling of accomplishment. You know that you have done something, and done it well.
I can still picture my 6-year-old self playing with my American Girl Dolls, dreaming of the day I would have a little girl of my own. I always dreamt of the fun things we would do like paint our nails and play dress up. Then we would go downstairs and bake some cookies. We would be best friends…
Motherhood means not losing control, even on those days when my kids make me question my abilities as a parent.
My strong willed child is four years old. I figured out that she was a strong willed child when she was 2.5. Her sister was born, and she fought to remain queen on the throne. I had to remind her that I was queen, and that even though mommy had to divide her attention between the two girls, I didn’t love her any less. I also had to remind her that if anyone was going to be worn down, it was going to be me, not her.
But one day I lost it. Physically, mentally & emotionally.