twenty something...

at the grocery store today, i looked around and noticed i was in a sea of mothers...they were mostly young mothers driving to and fro in their minivans and suv's, toting one or two young children along side...carrying their strategically packed diaper bags and mastering the careful art of distraction. i looked around and wondered when i became this...when i jumped from single twenty something to wife and mother, and you could say it was the day i had camden, but it was more subtle than that for me...because i still catch myself thinking that i am just eighteen and then i notice the car seat behind me and the ring on my finger. but here i am...juggling this life i strategically plotted out for myself and until now, i was fairly unaware that my ziploc bags filled with cheerios, my pre-filled bottles, my diaper tote, the dried baby food stain on my jeans, the tiny sweatshirt bundled in my bag and this child attached at my hip designated me as a twenty something mother...and i couldn't be more happy about it...