I don’t even know where to begin.
So many aspects of becoming a Mom has changed me.
It’s a crazy, wild, unpredictable, weird, euphoric, laughable, lovable ride.
You’re stressed out every second, yet you love every second because that’s your child. Yours and only yours.
You went through nine months of weirdness for your child only to get them here and realize that it’s going to be a crazy love filled, still a little weird, life.
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Being a Mom, you instantly become selfless, and give your every waking moment and thoughts to your kids.
It takes a special kind of power within a women because everything changes overnight, and we just know what to do.
You instantly connect with your kid and know what they want, when they want it.
You speak their language, even when it sounds like gibberish.
You don’t mind looking a hot mess somedays (think spit up, boogers, and shit blow outs as your accessory for the day), while your kid is always dressed to the nines.
You find your inner kid again and go on adventures and get dirty and contribute to the messes alongside your little one.
You find silence around the house suspicious.
You go shopping for yourself but always come home with clothes and shoes just your kid’s size.
You learn to share your makeup and teach them a few tricks along the way.
You sleep sitting up, holding your baby because they have stuffy nose.
You stop absolutely everything at any time to do anything for them.
You become a teacher of all subjects.
Most importantly of all, you make sure their little hearts are filled with joy every night their head hits that pillow.
Being a Mom is most definitely the hardest job of all, and I know all you Mom’s will agree with me on this one:
No matter how insane or messy it gets, no matter how many times you want to pull your hair out or never look at another pile of stepped on goldfish, no matter how dark those bags get under your eyes from sleep deprivation, you wouldn’t trade this crazy job for the world.
To all the Mom’s out there, know that you ARE appreciated and I’m here for yah!
I’m wishing you the Happiest Mother’s Day come Sunday.
Don’t forget to wear your honorary badges of boogers and spit up with pride, I know I will be!