* My brother and sister-in-law, Mike and Tory, gave David and I their monitor that has video. I absolutely love it, and so does David. While laying in bed last night, after I laid Tucker down, we watched the monitor for probably 15 minutes. Tucker wasn't crying, but he was fighting sleep and we thought it was the cutest thing in the world. 
* Tonight as David and I were walking in from the car we were discussing how many "poopies" and "pees" Tucker had during the day.* David and I no longer use our own names, or even Honey or Babe. We are now known as Mommy, Daddy. The Momma or The Dadda.
* It doesn't gross me out to get a boogie from Tucker's nose.
* It doesn't gross us out to change a mustard yellow poopy diaper.
* We now look left and right "just one more time" when making a left turn.
* It now takes us longer to get ready to go to 7-11 than it does to actually go to 7-11.
* Because of the above issue, McDonalds has seen an increase in drive thru sales of single orders of large sodas.So what are some moments when you knew you were a parent?
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I can totally realate to the look left, look right, and look left again whne driving. I will never forget leaving the hospital with Elliott (our first) and never being so scared in all my life to drive! Jake was driving, but just knowing that we had such a fragile precious new born in the back seat terrified me! It took us forever to get home from the hospital, but it was defintiely worth it, and like I have told you before being a parent is the best thing in the world! But that was definitely one of the first times where it really hit me. Your life changes completely! And I wouldn't have it any other way!
Ok, so I'm just an auntie, and it doesn't compare with being a mommy but I had to share this because I'm worried I'll be too much of a worrywart if/when I have kids... My sister, nephew and I share a room (it's a big room). When Addison was first born, he was kind of sniffly, so I knew he was still alive, still breathing, all that good stuff. When it cleared up it made it difficult to hear him on my side of the room. So occasionally, I go over and make sure the kid is still breathing. Weird. I know.
when I found myself looking for the shirt with the least amount of spit up on it and deciding it was acceptable to wear in public. Thats when I knew I had arrived.
When Grandpa Jon and Grandma Loa were taking care of Josh durring church, they would drop him off at nursery and pick him up from nursery. One fast sunday after church the ward was gathered in the sacrament room to wait for the prayer over the potluck food. I arrived and Jon handed me Josh then handed me this picture of a cat he had scribbled on with three different crayons. I was so estatic over his coloring, I was like,"Josh drew this?!? I love it! He did this all by himself!?! This is so good! I love it! Wow!" Jon looked amused and confused and the missionaries were laughing at me. I realised I had entered the "proud mom" stage which only a mom can understand.
You know you're a parent when you hear the baby start crying, doesn't even have to be yours, and you start rocking when you're not even holding them....
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