To the New (or New Again) Mama Celebrating Mother’s Day
You carry that car seat out in public like a badge of honor. You find yourself rocking even when your arms are empty. You randomly find poop, spit-up, breastmilk, or formula on your clothes or in your hair, usually with no idea how long it could have been there. You live your life on a three-hour (or shorter) loop – feed the baby, burp the baby, change the baby, rock the baby back to sleep. You’re exhausted to your bones, no matter how much coffee you drink (if you even manage to finish a full cup). You are a mother in the thick of it. From the challenges, to the triumphs, we celebrate you, mama!
