Mommy is a human boxing bag

My sons seem to think I am invincible. I kinda like that feeling except when they are getting too big to manhandle them back. My sons will often come running to me if they're being chased by one another and won't slow down until they run full speed into me. I can usually brace myself when I hear the sound of thundering foot steps. Or, the times when they really want my attention and start hitting my thigh until I look down and say, "Can I help you?" Another time when they don't think I feel any pain is when I try to wrestle with them and it becomes 5 against 1. I weigh 118 pounds and they collectively weigh oh, about a thousand! Last night we had a thunder storm and my 9 year old came running into the room looking for comfort. I knew he was coming because us moms never sleep anyways and pow! He lands into my bed with a thump and pushes against me and grabs my hair to soothe himself. Well, hello child! The other day, my two "twins" (they are the same height, but two years apart) were going at it while I was in the kitchen and they banged into me while fighting with each other. They suddenly stopped, and looked at me like, oops, that was Mom we accidentally banged into. With sticky fingers, I grabbed both of them and set them down at the kitchen chairs and starred at them. This time, I won. Boys are very physical and will be as men, too. I don't mind them using up all my space, but sometimes, I need to remind them that a lady is in the house, too!