You know you're a mama to all when...

Inspired by all the other "you know you're a <insert random identifier here> when..." threads, I thought I would add one here.

So ladies, I'm sure many of you have huge hearts and fill your not-as-big homes with as many neighbour kids as humanly possible without bankrupting yourselves. So...add your little phrases... I'll start...

You know you're a mama to all when you do the laundry and have to ask your kids which friend of their's the random spiderman t-shirt belongs to.

 

You know you're a mama to all when you have cups in the cabinet with other kids' names on them

 

You wipe the noses of random children in public, without even knowing them.

 

When you pull a child out of your refridgerater and it's not yours.


When your milk let's down when you hear some one else's baby cry.


When you're out grocery shopping alone, hear a little voice say. "Mama!" and you turn around and say, "WHAT?" before you remember you left your kids with their dad.

 

lmao

 

It's weird... when I see lil ones with running noses I have the urge to wipe it... not because it disturbs me... just I don't know....

 

I love those kind of mamas. There's a woman at my church who has been a second mama to me my whole life, I just love her Not that I don't love my own mama of course lol but she's like this universal mama, you know? All the kids run to her first when they scrape their knees rofl I think it's sweet. She's a good mama, too.

 

You know you're a mama to everyone when you frequently make dinners for 9 when your family only contains 5 people.

You know you're a mama to everyone when random teenagers that you don't remember meeting previously come up to you, hug you, call you mom, and then ask you a question. (My mom gets this one all the time.)

 

Well i'm a stay at home dad but the same goes here..

when you at the thrift store pickin out stuff for every child youe know...

 

you know your a mama when your neighbor brings their 5 month old son to you asking if you can calm him down or what medicine to get for him.

 

You just described my house.

Also, you keep a large supply of medical tape, gauze, bandaids and Neosporin, because the kids all over the block come to you when they get hurt. (I even have finger splints.) I must minister to at least 7 kid's injuries a week in the summer. Sometimes if it is really bad, the kid will come over and say, "Blood makes my mom throw up. She said to come over and you'll take care of it." I also minister to the men in my neighborhood when they get hurt, and they have squeamish wives. I can't tell you the number of bloody people who come to my back door. I should open a clinic. LOL!

 

Dr Maggie the Mama to the rescue??

 

your yard is a mud pile cuz every kid in the neighborhood plays in your hose

 

When your yard is covered in outside toys that you didn't buy.

When you buy popsicles by the caseload because they disappear 20 at a time.

When you know the likes, dislikes, and happenings of every child within a 5 block radius.

 

Those well stocked med kits sure do come in handy! A lot of these 'you knows' seem awfully familiar.

You know you're mama to all when everyone assumes that their kid will be safe at your house while they run to the store.

You know you're a mama to all when your 'adopted' kids inform you that they've 'adopted' their own & you're now a grandparent! (many hippie families grow quick that way)

You know you're a mama to all when you're staring at the full sink of dishes and you know that your husband & son couldn't have made all of them.

You know you're a mama to all when you know the life stories of a ton of teens you've never met (my friend so & so has this problem and that problem; what should I tell them?).

 

you know your a momma to all when you bring cucpcakes for other childerens birthdays

you know your a momma to all when you never lock your front door someone may need a place to go...

you know your a momma to all when you attend parent teacher meetings for all the children who live in your neighborhood....

 

Hmmm.

When these kids love YOU more than they do thier own parents.
Because you talk TO them instead of "Down" to them.

 

Been at "The Kitchen Table" lately?