Aiming all of the air vents toward the back seat on a 100 degree day (bonus points for being 7 and a half months pregnant).
Leaving the bedroom door open all night to be sure to hear those first little noises in the morning.
Timing your showers with an episode of Elmo's World.
Reading Sam and the Firefly 4,767 times. Which is probably about 4,765 more times than you actually wanted to.
Wanting to go in and watch your sweet sleeping one's face... but not as badly as wanting them to stay sweet and sleeping.
Relating to the parents of reality show contestants sometimes even more so than the contestants themselves (hey, proud mama crying in the audience... I totally feel ya).
Taking more pictures and videos over a year and half than the other 26 years of your life combined. And thinking everyone surely wants to look at them as much as you do.
Becoming fluent in toddler-ese.
Realizing a dream by driving home a Toyota Sienna, humming the "Swagger Wagon" song to yourself as you pull out of the lot (past all of the hot convertibles... which are just SO not practical right now).