Welcome Whitney of Rookie Moms!
Whitney runs the site Rookie Moms with her good friend Heather. Together they run the blog, and they wrote the book: The Rookie Moms Handbook. I loved getting to know Whitney in San Francisco earlier this year at the Momfo meetup.
5 things I love about being a mom
1- Teaching. When I was growing up, I wanted to be a teacher. That never happened because I go sidetracked by a more business-y career, but I love that as a mom, I get to be a teacher every day.
2- Sharing my values. I know most parents will agree that having children makes them want to be a better person. Whether its modeling a healthy lifestyle, respect for others, or in my family’s case, a love of music and the performing arts, I love watching my children absorb the messages I surround them with. On the flip side, I appreciate the intellectual challenge of teaching them my values without controlling their little brains.
3- Seeing the world through their eyes. When my son was less than two, and I worked in the Marketing department at LeapFrog toys, I went on an overnight business trip to Los Angeles. I was riding in a van from the airport with a group of colleagues and saw a dog out the window. I said, “Look! A dog!” outloud in an excited voice, out of habit of being with my toddler son. My co-workers laughed along with me, all of them knowing what I was thinking. It was then that I realize how profoundly my world view had changed. I was now a person who found fire hydrants interesting– and I liked it that way.
4- Affection. From wearing them as babies to hugging a child who just performed in his first concert, there is nothing like having my children in my lap. I already mourn the day that they lose interest in snuggling, but I come from a very snuggly family, so there is hope. I see my brother hang his arm around my dad and I think my kids see it, too.
5- Pure joy. My 3-year old daughter has quite a potty mouth, and the glee on her face as she yells out “Diarrhea!” is priceless. I see my kids rolling on the floor with laughter together and it takes me to that carefree place of my own childhood, to a lack of self-consciousness that I can never get back. I had no idea watching someone else be so happy could be so contagious. I had no siblings until I was 9, so I take a special pleasure in the joy that my children get from one another.