I remember being in my mid-twenties and hanging out at a girlfriend’s house. There were three of us over – me, my friend Lyric, and my childhood friend Tangie. We were having a blast gabbing about men, sipping wine, and enjoying our youth.

My girlfriend Lyric mentioned how she had broken up with her long-term beau a couple of weeks prior.
“You didn’t tell me about that!” I said with hurt feelings.
“Well I thought about it,” she paused and turned to Tangie for support “but I know you.”
“What does that mean?” I said incredulously while searching their faces for answers.
“Well I know you didn’t really care for him,” she explained. “I was positive that you’d say ‘good riddance’ and move on to the next thing. I needed a pat on the back and someone to cry with. That’s just not you.”


I looked at Tangie who could only nod in agreement sheepishly.
I had officially become the “cold-hearted” “matter-of-fact” one in the group. Not sure how it happened, but deep down I was sort of proud of these attributes. I was young, single, hard-working… That’s how it should be right?

Fast forward six years, a husband, and one set of twins later. I am now a bonafide softy. Watching an especially good episode of Law and Order, I cried when the mom was reunited with her missing, hearing impaired daughter. TLC’s A Baby Story? Seeing the first time moms start the waterworks every time. And let’s not even start on Extreme Makeover Home Edition. ‘Tissues please!’

The wimpiness doesn’t stop at television. Thoughts of my babies going to kindergarten, riding a bike for the first time, or having their first sleepover get me misty.
My daughter attempting to help me put the grocery bags into the trunk from her tiny seat in the front of the cart… CUTENESS! *tear
First steps… new dance moves… unprovoked hugs and kisses…
I melt, get all gooey, and even a little for klempt EVERY. SINGLE. TIME! I make myself sick!
This no-nonsense, tough as nails, cosmopolitan beauty (okay I’m being generous) has officially turned into a mushy, overly nostalgic…. MOMMY.

My cure for apathy was having snotty-nosed, round-faced, adorably sweet twins.
It’s funny how time, and some huge life changes can change your outlook and your whole perception of life.

Am I proud of being a softy? Not exactly, but I’m beginning to accept it. I suppose it means that there’s actually a warm womanly heart beating inside this tough little chest. 😉



  1. Moma Musings
    May 24, 2012 at 8:40 am — Reply

    Well from someone who was always a bit wimpy, I never thought that it would get worse after having children – but it has! Now a tear escapes when I am laughing hard too – I am just a big ball of waterworks! Thanks for the great post – and awesome site. So glad I came across it…gotta love SITS!! 

    • May 24, 2012 at 8:43 am — Reply

      All it means is that you're warm-hearted, that's all 🙂
      Thank you so much for the compliment, and thanks for stopping by!!

  2. Adventuresindinner
    May 24, 2012 at 7:47 am — Reply

    I know, right?  I mean I'm tough, like taught the behaviour class on a First Nation's reserve tough, but since small one came around I might as well have a kleenex stuffed under my bra strap like my Grandmother.
    Happy SITS day!  Thanks for the laughs.

    • May 24, 2012 at 8:09 am — Reply

      Ha! You seriously made me feel 200 times better about my wimpiness. lol.
      Thanks for stopping by!

  3. May 24, 2012 at 7:26 am — Reply

    So glad that I'm not the only one. lol. Thanks for stopping by Chelsea!

  4. Chelsea Moos
    May 24, 2012 at 7:17 am — Reply

    Came over from SITS! I'm so glad I found you! Oh my gosh! I am the exact same way. I get choked up about E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G! 🙂

  5. Tina Brooke
    May 24, 2012 at 1:09 am — Reply

    I thought these wimpy stuff would go over when the pregnancy ended and my hormones went back to normal. But as you said, I guess soppy (or wimpy) is not necessary bad… ey?

    • May 24, 2012 at 3:49 am — Reply

      No girl… Expect to be a sap forever.. It's not so bad though. You'll be amused at some of the things you end up getting misty over. lol.

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