No, Im not crazy. Okay yes I am, but that has nothing to do with the name. Smunchie is the nickname of one of my son's. The other is Munchie. Real names: Cameron and Wes. Today is Camerons' (Smunchie's) birthday. He is 3 going on 45. All day long I have heard things like: Mommy, did you buy the cake? Mommy, remember my presents? Mommy! Don't forget Wes! The last comment was when I put Cam in his car seat first instead of Wes. I think Cam thought I was leaving Wes at Costco. Which although I may be tempted I would never.
Wes is 16 months old. He knows what he wants. Let me say this again: He Knows What He Wants. He has this scream that could break glass and he uses it when he needs something now. Just ask anyone in Costco today. They all heard it.
Now before any more complaints, stories, venting, etc. let me tell you yes I do love being a mother. I absolutely love it. I also believe I don't have to be just Mom. I am a Realtor ( who isn't these days?) and a Writer and a Wife. I live in Utah with my amazing family and yes I was raised Mormon, no I'm not anymore, no I'm not a polygamist and no I don't have horns. So bear with me, I may cry, bitch, whine and moan but in the end, I'm just me. And it's all good.
