Everyone says you’ll get to do what you want when you’re a grown-up, but no one warns you that the stuff you’ll want to do is things like cleaning out the garage & going through your closet.
Only a 4 year old will look you in the eye while peeing and unflinchingly tell you they’re not peeing…
…all because you knew they needed to & they said they didn’t.
Shout out to my husband for knowing it’s not the sweatpants but what’s inside the sweatpants that counts.
There’s no cozy like baggy sweatpants cozy & we deserve that level of cozy.
Things I’ve learned about myself:
1. I am a good Mom when I get to just be a Mom.
2. I’m not a good Mom when I try to also be a teacher.
3. I’m not a good teacher when I try to also be a Mom.
That is all.
One thing no one talks about is how the junk in the trunk shifts after pregnancy/labor/having kids.
Like, you want to keep the junk in your trunk right? You don’t want it all over the whole damn car. It belongs in the trunk.
Baby used to have back but now she got none, hun.
Moms:
3:00pm: I don’t think I can keep my eyes open another second. It’ll be all I can do to make it til bedtime.
10:00pm: Let me solve all the problems in the world and go through the calendar for the next 3 months.