You know you are a mum when..

When your baby effectively explodes into a milky volcano that would make any Simpsons cartoon character proud.. All through your hair, over you, your baby AND your floor; yet you think "what great timing, we were just about to have a shower, hope she feels better now" instead of screaming hysterically at the top of your lungs about how absolutely gross that is. Yup, that's it right there! 

Or when you talk about the colour and consistency of your child's faecal matter, whilst stirring the "throw it all in" vegie soup, one handed, to your newly arrived dinner guests.

When you no longer are embarrassed about greeting your neighbour in your pink flannel Pajamas, hair unkempt, forget about make up, at 11am and in fact catch yourself thinking "sweet, still an hour to go!".

When, despite being awake for almost 7 consecutive nights straight, being screamed at, looked at as though you are by far the meanest baddie of them all during de-snotting sessions, you still smile adoringly at the culprit, that you would give your always, your everything and whatever else there possibly may be, to be safe, feel loved and be happy. You wouldn't take any of it back for a second, and you think back to those pre-baby times and fondly think "what in the world was I even doing with my life?".