What Makes Me a Mother

- I wore disposable mesh panties and let some nurse hose down my vah-jay-jay with warm water.

- I get poop on my hand, fingers, and anywhere else and it doesn't bother me.

- I shower way less than anyone else where I live. I figure that's what deoderant and new underwear are for.

- I've cried myself to sleep out of frustration.

- I've cried taking a poop on the toilet.

- I've sat in the ER twice with my injured child. And I know it won't be the last time I'll ever do that.

- I know in an instant when my child isn't feeling well.

- I know in an instant when my child is doing something she's not supposed to.

- I will rock, coddle, cuddle, sing, dance, and swing my child for as long as it takes to get them to sleep.

- I will clean up any bodily fluid without batting an eyelash.

- I worry about not seeing them grow up.

- I worry that I might not be the best mother I can be.

- I love them with every core of my being.

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Comments

[Carmen]

Ok, I wrote something. Thanks for the thoughts!

[mammaloves]

You are indeed a mom! It's funny how your perspective changes when you get the title.