I HATE time changes. They are the worst.
My days are filled with way more laughter than ever before.
I have either food, dried snot, or a sticker on my clothing at all times. The same can be said for my child.
I can recite ALL THE BOOKS from memory.
I don’t sleep. Ever.
There are foot prints on my coffee table, crayon on my couch, and peanut butter on my cabinets.
I can make a meal out of cheese, smooshed blackberries, applesauce, and graham crackers.
I can do my makeup and hair in under 20 minutes.
I have a granola bar, applesauce, crayons, wipes, and a toy car in my purse at all times.
My patience has increased by at least 100%.
But I love it. Every minute, even the hard ones. I’ve never been so tired…yet I wake up missing my boy. My house has never been so full of laughter…or so messy yet beautiful at the same time. The same can be said about me.
This mom job…it’s the best.