Being a mother is watching something you created learn about the world. It is watching that little person learn to talk, dance, draw, and grow
Being a mother is being scared out of your mind when your baby chokes. It’s being terrified because you don’t know what to do, and praying with all your heart that it will be okay.
Being a mother is putting off the fact that you have to pee for hours until finally you can’t take it anymore. It is also peeing with the door open when you finally do sit down.
Being a mother is getting out of your warm bed multiple times a night to reswaddle, comfort, and hold your crying baby.
Being a mother is being okay with getting spit-up on when you are on-the-go. It’s knowing that sometimes, that is just part of the job.
Being a mother is letting your arm fall asleep because your baby fell asleep on it and you can’t move. It is sacrificing your own comfort so your baby can get the nap she’s been fighting all day.
Being a mother is cleaning up barf on the carpet multiple times a week. It is not being bothered by the scent or appearance of barf, because you have cleaned it up so many times.
Being a mother is trying to raise a person to be the best they can be. It is teaching them all they can and then letting them make their own choices. It is rewarding and it is painful.
Being a mother is carrying around a big bag for your little people instead of one just for you. It’s only using one little pocket of the bag to keep things for you, and sacrificing the rest of the space to carry around everything your little people might need.
Being a mother is having to write everything down. It’s a full schedule so you have to write down anything out of the ordinary that might need to get done.
Being a mother is taking a three minute shower in the afternoon while your baby sleeps in the bouncer right outside the door. It’s also sticking your head out of the shower every thirty seconds to make sure your baby is still sleeping.
Being a mother is never having much time for yourself. It’s cherishing nap time and trying to be as productive as you can while still being super quiet.
Being a mother is being barfed on in the middle of the night and having to change your clothes and your baby’s clothes, and wipe down the chair you were sitting in.
Being a mother is loving someone more than you ever thought possible. It’s feeling like your heart is completely full, and then realizing you can love even more.
Being a mother is sneaking into your child’s room just to watch them sleep. It is wanting to wake them up so they will play with you, but knowing that waking them prematurely won’t be fun for anyone.
Being a mother is looking at a tiny human being and seeing yourself. It’s seeing your good qualities and bad qualities exhibited in another person.
Being a mother is sacrificing 9 months to carry a life inside of your body. Being a mother is sacrificing 18 years to raise a child. Being a mother is sacrificing your entire life to love, worry about, comfort, teach, feed, clothe, and mother another person.
Being a mother is the best job in the world