I am in my mom era, Where some days I feel strong, And there are also other days, Where I feel like I do everything wrong.
I am in my mom era, I rarely get time to rest, I am constantly moving, and planning, I like to think I am always trying my best.
I am in my mom era, My house is literally never clean. There are legos, dolls, clothes, and more, I'm a "shove everything into the closet," queen!
I am in my mom era, Who isn’t always the most confident, I can second guess and over-think way too much, But the love for my children is always persistent.
I am in my mom era, Sometimes I cry with my kids too, So many emotions and big feelings, It can feel a bit like a zoo.
I am in my mom era, I forget to respond to my texts, It feels like you’re losing touch with friends, But the special ones totally get it, and patiently wait for the next.
I am in my mom era, I care and love more on everyone, I often forget about myself, And focus more on what needs to get done.
I am in my mom era, Where someone else’s bedtime routine, Has way more steps and direction, Than mine could ever mean.
But also in this era? My faith has grown even more great. I pray now more than ever. Especially in an "I need more patience" state.
In this mom era, The way my hugs and kisses can feel, It's like I have superpowers, I make booboo's and ouchies completely healed.
In this mom era, I will always protect and stand, Against anyone or anything, That tries take my little one’s hand.
In this mom era, I know I am the one. The one they call, the one they trust. The last one they hug and kiss when the day is done.
In this mom era. I have become a new version of myself. I may not always recognize it, But I’m learning so much and not like anyone else.
In this mom era, I am exactly who my kids need. The woman God created for them, Hand-picked indeed.
I am a mom, and I am enough just as I am. Even when I forget my mascara, I was chosen to carry this special title, I am strong, and I am in my mom era.
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