I am a Mom

I am a Mom

I’ve been vomited on atrociously in public

I’ve sewed favorite stuffed animals

I’ve yelled when I should have been more patient

I kiss imaginary boo boos

I am a Mom

I haven’t had a peaceful trip to the bathroom in over four years

I’ve raced to the doctor terrified with an injured child

I dance in the kitchen in my PJs to Old MacDonald

I’ve turned the television on to babysit the kids when I needed time to myself

I am a Mom

I’ve said no to playing with the kids when I should have said yes

I’ve vacuumed while holding a baby and with another clinging to my leg

I’ve bought chocolate donuts for lunch when I didn’t feel like cooking

I’ve legitimately lost a child at a museum

I am a Mom

I secretly eat cookies when the children aren’t watching

I hide in the bathroom to make important phone calls

I do endless laundry

I love unconditionally

I’ve held my day old baby while having my hair “brushed” with a nasal suctioner and watching my daughter “nap” in a neighboring hospital bed. I am a Mom.