Things I Know... Because I'm Their Mom

This week's Monday Listicles topic is "Things I Shouldn't Know," and I decided to go with a bit of a twist on this one.  About anybody else, I probably shouldn't know these things, but about my own kids?  Knowing these things is part of what defines me as their mother.

I know their internal temperature settings, and I can tell if one of them is feverish just by holding their hand or putting my lips to their forehead.

I know how to tuck them in just so.

I know what they are talking about or pointing to when no one else can figure it out.

I am intimately acquainted with their digestive systems, including what time of day they are likely to need bathroom visits or diaper changes, what faces they make when they are working on something, and other matters that would be considered private if I hadn't birthed them.

I know the name and whereabouts of each doll and stuffed animal that matters to them.  And if I don't, I'm in deep, deep trouble.

I know each of their tickle spots.  And I'm not afraid to use this knowledge.

I know how to give magical kisses that instantly fix boo-boos and owies.

I am acutely aware of their likes and dislikes, especially when food is involved.

I know how to make Lilah laugh until she cackles and snorts, and I know how to make Henry's secret dimple appear.

I know what makes them tick.

I know what true, fierce, and unconditional love feels like.