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<\/a><\/div>\n\nShe’s got a way about her
\nI don’t know what it is
\nBut I know that I can’t live without her
\nShe’s got a way of pleasin’
\nI don’t know why it is
\nBut there doesn’t have to be a reason anywhere
\nShe’s got a smile that heals me
\nI don’t know what it is
\nBut I have to laugh when she reveals me
\nShe’s got a way of talkin’
\nI don’t know why it is
\nBut it lifts me up when we are walkin’ anywhere
\nShe comes to me when I’m feelin’ down
\nInspires me without a sound
\nShe touches me and I get turned around
\nShe’s got a way of showin’
\nHow I make her feel
\nAnd I find the strength to keep on goin’
\nShe’s got a light around her
\nAnd ev’rywhere she goes a million
\nDreams of love surround her ev’rewhere
\nShe comes to me when I’m feelin’ down
\nInspires me without a sound
\nShe touches me, I get turned around
\nShe’s got a smile that heals me
\nI don’t know why it is
\nBut I have to laugh when she reveals me
\nShe’s got a way about her
\nI don’t know what it is
\nBut I know that I can’t live without her any way<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\nSince before I became a Mother I’ve always struggled with answering the question “So what do you do?”. I never did anything that I felt proud enough to answer. I never really felt like I had a calling, and I hated that question. It made me feel like I really wasn’t much of anything. Most people define themselves by their career aspirations, and I never had that “aha” moment of clarity about who I was. I’ve searched for it since I graduated high school. How could all those people entering college know who they are already? It never got easier.<\/p>\n
When I became a Mother I still answered that question at parties with “I’m a Realtor”, not really proud enough to tell people that my main job was being a Mother. Three years into Motherhood I realized that I was proud of my job. I don’t remember the exact moment that it happened, but I was at a party recently and realized my answer to the question was now “I’m a Mom”. Now when you tell someone that you’re a Mom, you get few questions, if any. Maybe you get asked how many you have, or what age, but that’s about it. I don’t know if that’s because people find being a Mother boring, or if they just assume I’m drinking rum and cokes all day while watching Days Of Our Lives in my dirty sweat pants. The dirty sweat pants part is probably accurate. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Answering honestly made me look at myself honestly. No, I don’t really have a calling other than being a Mom – at least for now. Being a Mom has taught me more in three years than a lifetime of learning and experiences. It’s made my skin very thick, but also made my heart soft and warm. It’s forced me to look at who I am, who I want to be, and who I want my children to be. It’s forced me to question every relationship in my life and its validity or value. I live my life more honestly than I ever have.<\/p>\n
So here I am, watching my daughter in the back seat, when I realize that what makes her magic has nothing to do with her career aspirations. Her magic is what makes people fall in love. It’s not about your goals, your career or “what you do”. It’s simply about magic. It’s what made me fall in love with my husband on the night I met him, and it’s what makes me love my children every single day.<\/p>\n