Motherhood:  Being Mom

Planned or unplanned a vacancy filled.  Watching an expanding waist line turn into xlbs and xoz’s.

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Countless late night nursing sessions.

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Sleep deprivation.

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Blow outs, spit ups, and sit ups.

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Climbing, walking, and talking.

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Temper tantrums.

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Mini-person space invasion.

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A workout that will have to come later.

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Hearing the darndest things one new syllable at a time.

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Back to back appointments, play dates, zoo, park, and playground time.

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Boo-boos, hugs, and kisses.

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Laughter and tears.

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Stacked high dishes and laundry scattered across the floor.

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Over and under thinking time and weather changes.

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Crayons and markers.

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Potty training; diaper bag or not?

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Prefilled and coordinated  snacks.

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Daily just trying to sort this thing called parenting out.

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 Time out and crying it out.

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Doing the best you can day in and day out.

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Learning that this journey no matter how: uncertain, dirty, fussy, disorganized brings uncharacteristic bliss, and an identity shift.  One that helps you become a better you and will always call on you to be

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