Like I haven't slept a full night in almost 10.
Sometimes I feel like the house will always be a mess, the floor covered with toys, the wall with crayon.
The clothes I fold get bigger and bigger. Like the pile of dishes in the sink. Like the grocery bill. Like the shoes lined up at the door.
But I can't imagine life being happier.
And I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I love being a mom.
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Found you through the cloth diaper blog hop.
I totally agree about not giving up being a mom, in spite of all the negatives that come along with it. And, for some reason, I keep wanting more kids to prolong the torture! :)
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