I see you, momma!
I see you, momma.
Dishes are piled in the sink. There isn’t a single room that you could call “clean”. And there is definitely laundry on the floor. You haven’t had eight hours of sleep in years. Showers are shorter than 20 minutes, when you are lucky enough to take one and dry shampoo is your best friend. You feel like you are either working or mommin and there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day.
But you love your babies. You always want more for your babies, but you especially want more time. Every once in a while, in between the tantrums and messes, you realize they have grown so quickly and you want to slow time down.
That’s why you work. To hopefully have enough money to go somewhere or do something meaningfully.
I am here for you and I am rooting for you.
And I can’t wait to pour you a glass. Red or white?
Love you all!