If you ask me when I became a mom, I can tell you that the day I became a mom was not the day my daughter was born, but seven years later when I did the best thing I could do for my daughter and myself. I us from the home that wasn’t really a home at all.
That day, my daughter and I were sitting in our home having a quiet dinner just as I had always wanted for her. We were talking about what she had done in school and suddenly her little hand the full glass of milk by her plate. As I watched the white tablecloth and painted white wall become dark brown, I looked at her small face. It was filled with , knowing what the outcome of the event would have meant in her father’s a week before. When I saw that look on her face and looked at the running down the wall, I simply started . I am sure she thought I was , but then she must have realized that I was thinking, “It’s a good thing your isn’t here!” She started laughing with me, and we laughed until we . These were tears of joy and and were the first of many tears that we cried together. That was the day we knew that we were going to be okay.
That was the day I really became a mom. I that being a mom isn’t only going to ballet, and attending every school concert. It isn’t keeping a(n) house and preparing perfect meals. It certainly isn’t thatthings are always normal when they are not. For me, being a mom started when I could laugh over spilt milk.
A.protected B.removed C.separated D.prevented
A.new B.old C.beautiful D.cold
A.went over B.picked up C.took on D.knocked over
A.firmly B.carelessly C.slowly D.freshly
A.pleasure B.fear C.pain D.smile
A.absence B.patience C.presence D.arrival
A.jam B.juice C.milk D.water
A.laughing B.shouting C.scolding D.praying
A.sad B.excited C.sick D.crazy
A.friend B.father C.grandma D.brother
A.cried B.fainted C.slept D.stopped
A.bravery B.horror C.surprise D.peace
A.questioned B.discovered C.wondered D.remembered
A.splendid B.messy C.spotless D.lifeless
A.describing B.pretending C.creating D.meaning