Motherhood is sleepless nights and
endless feedings and
dirty diapers and
cold coffee and
holding your bladder and
forgetting to feed yourself and
screaming fits and
tears (not just the baby) and
mom guilt and
mom guilt and
mom guilt
But motherhood is also first smiles and
laughing while dreaming and
little toes and fingers and
that baby smell–you know the one–and
cuddles and
cute clothes and
discovering–people, places, smells, books–together and
grace and
love and
love and
love
no clue what to do with these bois so ill leave em here
spooky season
Me: *cleansing the house after we moved in*
Neighbor: Is that weed?
Me: No, it’s Sage. Weed is what we burn after the house is cleansed.
me: [facedown on the floor] listen everything is totally fine
my favourite game as a kid was hide and seek attention