Being A Mom Means...

Bathing babies in the kitchen sink instead of eating breakfast.... or lunch for that matter.

A lot of coffee and twice as many ten counts because she found a pen under the couch and gave herself tattoos...

A lot lot lot of laundry. 

A lot lot lot of dishes.
A lot lot lot of questions!

An incredible amount of love and tears...

Overwhelming failure and infinite success... (I'm looking at you potty training!)

Being a Mom means sleepless nights and drowsy mornings and tantrums and disagreements that seem to never end...

Today it means sweaty hair and little red cheeks, impatient legs and laughing eyes...

It means I miss the nights out with my friends and we get together for breakfast instead.

It means that there are days when I am almost crippling under the pressure and the obligation of sippy cups, well-balanced meals, vitamins and enough sunshine...

But it also means that my life is enriched and made invaluable by my contributions to this tiny human and the other two who look just like their Dad.

It means I remember her more than I remember myself and I'm okay with that.

It means these little people are my greatest joy and my greatest challenge.

It means I'm one of the lucky ones... and if you're a Momma that means you're one of the lucky ones too.

XOXO

Miranda