I've arrived

There have been lots of things over the past year that have pointed to the fact that I am, indeed, a mom. A positive pregnancy test is a good early indicator of momhood; giving birth is another sure-fire proof. But when you suddenly find yourself excited by things that, in a previous life, would never have even been on your radar, that's when you know you've arrived.

Abby made a pretty big mess this morning in her bouncy seat. But the poop came out of her sock, and I did a little happy dance in the laundry room when I realized that everything came out clean.

I've arrived.