And her name is Mother

supposedly love and care and kindness washed over with a stream of direction protection and guilt. always do the right thing with Mother over your shoulder, makes you wonder that we even have children at all

everyone thinks of this glorious time of new little smiles and loves first giggles and stomach tickles when it’s really just gas and miles of crying and bribes with dvd players to please, please, give mommy one moment of quiet

the hardest work you’ve ever done the biggest accomplishment won you’ve never known a love so fierce as this. you forgot the pain and smile condescendingly, you’re validated, you’ve made no mistakes

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