“Dirty boots. Messy counters. Stuffies in every corner possible. All signs of this beautiful, messy life we share together. Someday, I will miss this.”

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“Dirty boots. Messy counters. Stuffies in every corner possible. All signs of this beautiful, messy life we share together. Someday, I will miss this.”
“I no longer cried countless tears over calories. I no longer looked into my child’s terrified eyes when the bottle would come near him. I no longer frantically called my mom asking if 2 ounces was all he really consumed that day.”
“Remember the sleep deprivation of having a newborn? Remember the mental drain of potty-training a toddler? Or the worry of dropping your five-year-old to kindergarten? Multiply that by ten.”
“Maybe the mom who wasn’t ‘watching her kid’ was on an important work call. Maybe the mom with ‘no patience’ was just having a bad day. Maybe the mom ‘not enforcing the rules’ has a child with ADHD. Maybe the ‘lazy’ mom who gave her child an iPad just needed a 30-minute break after being non-stop all day.”
“In my mind, I accepted I was born to grow up as an adult without parents. But in my heart, I was broken holiday after holiday needing them. I was torn on my children’s birthdays, when they had no grandparents there. I cried for years trying to fill the void.”
“‘What happens in this house STAYS in this house.’ I lived in a world where not only my adoptive mother would cover this up, but my own biological sisters AND our assistant pastor. The minute I turned 18, I was escaping.”
“My heart sank, a lump formed in my throat, and I was frozen in hell. I knew what she was going to say. I knew why my sisters were crying, and before my mouth could form any words at all, the tears began pouring down my face.”
“Sometimes I spend hours playing with my kids. Other times I am distracted by my phone. Sometimes I have a good hair day and a well-thought-out outfit. Other times (ahem most times) I roll up to school drop off with my hair in a top knot and my shirt on inside out.”
“Two days after the ultrasound, I passed a large clot while at work. I was sure I was miscarrying. All those memories flooded back and I was a bawling mess. We waited the dreaded week to confirm what we knew. Little did we know they would quickly say, ‘There’s your baby.'”
“I knew him through my ex, so I took him off of my social media. That lasted a whole two days. I couldn’t imagine a day in my life without him.”
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