Just because a mother talks about the things that drive her crazy, does not mean she doesn't love and enjoy motherhood.

There are certainly just as many - if not more - things that melt our hearts.

What melts yours?

When my two youngest were bickering over something and one of them came to me for help. I provided some suggestions and was told that she already tried them. Big brother who typically butts heads with daughter says, "Would you like me to help you?" and went off to help the two resolve their problem.


(which he did - he divided their room in half with burnt out glow sticks and gave them each a half to play in)

It melted my heart whenever they would bring me little gifts like a plucked dandelion or part of some treat from their lunches or time with grandma. It showed me that they were thinking of me while they were off somewhere else.

Also, when I felt sick, they would tuck me under a blanket in bed or on the sofa, bring me a glass of water, feel my head for a temperature.

You know what melts my heart today? My adult kids will hold my hand when we're in public, sightseeing or whatever.

Oh, being a mother is awesome!

LOVE that your adult children still hold your hand!

Oooh Lori-

I hope that happens for me when my girls are adults.

I love when they all jump in the bed with me at night and ask to watch a movie with me. Then they all fall asleep in my bed. I get squeezed, but it melts my heart.

Yes, I love the family bed thing. We all piled into my king-sized bed all the time. We were like a little den of bears, all snuggled up. Sometimes, my husband would get tired of getting kicked in the nuts so he'd drag a pillow to the other bed. haha! (Hey, I hope that isn't a bad word. Nuts.)

One of friends' 4-y-o daughter calls them peanuts and is still trying to figure out if that is what is on her PB&J sandwich (LOL).

My husband retreats to the couch for the gathering.

OMG. Too funny! And yet, a little gross...

I was the one who retreated when everyone came into our bed. I would go to one of their beds in order to get some sleep.


I love the little notes written in inventive spelling - the first "i love you" note, the "i'm sorry" note

I kept some of their notes. The one that breaks my heart is the one that my little girl wrote when I took six-month stint to edit a magazine: "I miss you. When are you coming home?" with a picture of her with tears spewing out of her eyes. ack. I am so glad I went home full-time after that.

And the ones from my son when he wrote to the tooth fairy that he should get a little more for this tooth because it was pulled out by the dentist. LOL. And the ones when he wrote I was "the best mommy in the whole world."

Those are melters.


It melts my heart when I watch them sleep.

I love watching them sleep. Then, I remind myself that this is production time. Stop watching and get something done.

Given that siblings spend so much time trying to get on each other's nerves. What melts my heart is when I'm up in my bedroom and I can hear my kids downstairs in the family room laughing and having so much fun - especially as they get older now and have less in common. Hearing them so happy it's wonderful. When we're all together going somewhere and we start telling our favorite stories about something that happened. Watching them enjoy life, no worries just joy.

When they were small, it used to be watching them sleep with their little behinds up in the air, it was so cute.

YES!!! SO TRUE!!! Love to see how they express their love for each other. Like when my son defended his sister from a schoolyard bully. When she asks if he wants anything and then goes to make him a sandwich or bring him a drink. She even gives him a back rub if he asks. They can be very good to each other but oh, when they do fight or argue...argh.

Lori...LOL... beautiful. It grinds me when they argue, but you're right they will defend each other to the end!

BTW, Dianne, I love the Zig Ziglar quote. That should be a new thread in the Self Development forum. It made me stop and think about what am I becoming.

I used to LOVE the tiny rear ends sticking up in the air when they were sleeping. My 11-year old was a bit mopey the other day and just laying on the couch, obviously just in need of love and attention. I glanced over and there he was in the "fetal position" - tush in the air.

When we dropped our 11-year old at overnight camp this year (it was only a week and it was his first time away), our almost 10-year old bawled for most of the two-hour drive home.

It was shocking and touching.... and somewhat annoying after two hours of it.... but, oh so cute and sweet and DEFINITELY a melt your heart moment

Lori, I love Zig Ziglar quotes!

Lisa, I know it's so cute! My grandson does it now and I told my daughter to cherish the moment!

Lisa, You had me laughing about how it moved from endearing to annoying. When we dropped our daughter off at school a couple of years ago, on the ride home my son didn't cry, but he did look so sad, until she moved back home....LOL...