Of course, I was a mom the minute the little plus sign appeared on the stick, but I didn't feel like it yet. I was still the same old Rachel, I was just getting wider (which I'd been doing anyways, ha!). And, of course I was a mom when they laid Sydney on my chest the first time, but I didn't feel like one yet. I was just someone who had gone through an unimaginable amount of pain, and was then handed a newborn. What?

I guess I associate being a mom with what I've seen on television or movies. The real "bam" moment will be when Sydney tugs on my hand and says, "Mommy, I want a Popsicle." For some reason, that's my ultimate"'Mom" moment. If my kiddo doesn't like Popsicles, I don't know what I'll do.

Back to my recent mom breakthroughs, though, these moments have really given me a tug at the heart strings and just made my day. They're so silly and ridiculous and make absolutely no sense, but they just mean something to me.

A few days ago, I looked down and realized my yoga pants were stained with snot, peanut butter, and milk drops, but I had taken a shower and put on clean clothes that morning! It was one of those days, and it felt like a mom moment. Like, what are you going to do?

Mom moment.

Then, a few hours later I was on my hands and knees, shining my phone's light underneath the couch to look for an errant piece of plastic food. I was missing the triangle piece of pie, and I refused to let her Christmas toys become scattered already. Bam. Mom moment.

Later, as I was coming around the couch, I STEPPED on said triangle piece, and had to muffle my screams, while my brain screamed at me, "Mom moment! Mom moment!"

As my daughter becomes more and more toddler-like, and less baby (sniffle sniffle), I feel like more and more of these moments are going to crop up.

Let the Lego puncture wounds begin!

Have you felt any Mom moments recently?