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Seven Quick Takes: What kind of mom are you?


I was recently driving somewhere and was stopped behind a car that had a "Soccer Mom" decal on the back.  I looked at it and thought, "I will never be a soccer mom."  I have NO desire to trek my kids from practice to practice and soccer field to soccer field.  I cannot sit on the sidelines for hours, watching my kids kick around a ball.  That is just not me.  I do not begrudge moms that do that.  I think each family is different and each family is called to move in different ways.

But, that "Soccer Mom" sticker, got me thinking . . . . what decals would I proudly display on my car??  What kind of mom am I?  So this week, I am using my 7 Quick takes to share them with you!


1. Catholic Mom
My faith is the most important thing to me.  It shapes the person I am and the Mom I am.  It affects every area of my life and I am proud to say I am a Catholic Mom.

2. Boy Mom
 
I am a Boy Mom and I take pride in that.  I love that I have all boys.  I love their loudness, craziness and all around fun"ness" (most of the time).  Boys are special and, although I get looks and comments of pity from strangers because I do not have a girl, I feel especially blessed that God has given me all boys.

3. Homeschooling Mom
This is the first year I would proclaim that I am a Homeschool  Mom. Simply because, I feel like I am finally getting it down.  We are in a groove now!

4. Swim Mom??

                                     
Not sure I can totally claim this one, really.  I have friends that are at the pool 5 days a week with their kids.  I will settle for the two days a week and the boys loving it.  They even want to do a kids' triathlon this summer!

5. Scout Mom



This one should have been higher up on the list.  I think we are officially a scouting family.  I have one in Webelos, one in Tigers and one who cannot wait to be in scouts too!

 
And, probably because I am a boy mom and will have boys in Cub Scouts for YEARS, the Scout Master suckered me in thought I would be a great person to serve on the Leadership Committee.  So, I guess I really am a Scout Mom.

6. Running Mom

 
Is there a need for me to say anything else here?

7. Marathon Mom

I think there is something amazing about anyone who can train long and hard for 26.2.  But, I think Moms who do it are even more special.  It takes a special dedication to both running  and family, a generous and understanding husband, and kids who are willing to wake up early to cheer mom on on that special day.  It really takes a family effort for a Mom to become a Marathon Mom and I feel blessed to have such a great family that was with me on the journey.

So, what kind of mom are you??

Comments

  1. I love that mom + running = sanity sticker! So great! I think I'm a "barely hanging on" sort of mom this week :)

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  2. I gotta tell you lady, if Aaron and I are blessed to have nothin' more than boys, I would be A-OK with that. There is something neat about being a mom with boys.
    Totally agree with you on number 7. As I told Colleen at Martin Family Moments, I ran 1/10 of a mile this week every day at the gym ( I am doing a 5k in the fall, and my plan is to add 1/10 of a mile every week for the next 30 weeks! lol) and almost died. I cannot imagine a marathon. You rock

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  3. This was a great idea for a post! I enjoyed learning more about you. I think you are an awesome mom.

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  4. We do wear so many hats, don't we??!! I would have to add "Warrior Mom" to the list - because it is a battle to raise holy,happy little gentlemen in todays backwards culture.

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  5. We wear so many different hats, don't we?? I would have to add "Warrior Mom" to the list, because every day we battle the culture, striving to raise holy, happy little gentlemen in an upside down world.

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  6. Where is a CRAZY MOM sticker...that one is for me! great post Katie!

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  7. i was surprised that "running mom" was so low on the list. ;) you are an awesome mom for doing races with your kids.

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