You count the sprinkles on each kid's cupcake to make sure they're equal.
You can't bear to give away baby clothes - it's so final.
You hear your mother's voice coming out of your mouth when you say, "NOT in your good clothes!"
You stop criticizing the way your mother raised you.
You hire a sitter because you have't been out with your husband in ages, then spend half the night checking on the kids.
You say at least once a day, "I'm not cut out for this job", but you know you wouldn't trade it for anything