Last year just before Mother's Day, I received this in an email from a listener named Diane.  She asked if I could possibly share it with other moms.  

Here's  what it said:

"One day it occurs to you that you have reached a new level of motherhood.   you've mastered the art of placing large quantities of pancakes and eggs on a plate without anything touching.   You hope ketchup is really a vegetable because its the only thing your child eats.   You find yourself cutting sandwiches into unusual shapes.   You obsess when your child clings to you before leaving during his first month of school.   Then you obsess again when he comes back home and hardly notices you.  You can't bear to give away baby clothes.  It's too final.   You hear your mother's voice coming our of your mouth when you say "not in your good clothes."  You hire a baby sitter because you haven't been out with your husband in ages, and then spend most of the night checking on the kids.   And you know in advance to mommy-dom when you find yourself saying "I'm not cut out for this job, but you know that you wouldn't trade it for anything."

Thanks Diane, and Happy Mother's Day!