I know I want their playful presence, their squeals of delight, the constant babbling and chattering, the prancing about, all the crawling and tugging and exploring. I want my little man to pull my hair with his chubby little (very strong) fist, I want him to use my nose as his teething toy, I want him to demonstrate his limited skills (waving and clapping) over and over again and I want to laugh and say 'Good boy!' every single time. I want my little missy to force feed me pretend toast by the dozen and make me drink 12 cups of pretend tea from her pretty pink teacup, I want her to make me read her favourite book for the twenty-second time in a day, I want her to point her little finger at the pantry and ask for jelly beans and I want her to drag me to her room to play dress-ups when I'm in the middle of cooking. I want it all. I want all of it, I want every bit of being a mum :-)
The difficult bits, the happy bits, the challenging bits, the fun bits; the love, the laughter, the tears, the frustration; the quiet times, the noisy times, the hunger tantrums, the nap times - I love them all. Because I'm a human. Because I'm a mum!