But in the end, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Motherhood is not being able to call in sick because it’s a 24/7 job without a paycheck, and the list of everyday problems goes on. Motherhood is yoga pants and bad hair days.
Motherhood is breastfeeding whenever, wherever. Motherhood is waking up with a bit of butt or foot in your face. Life with little children is learning how to do everything with one hand while carrying a baby in another. Motherhood is using your shirt to wipe runny noses and dirty faces. Raising kids is no longer having privacy, never peeing or showering in peace. Motherhood is not remembering what it’s like to get a whole night’s sleep and wiping more poop than you ever thought you’d see in your life.
