Sunday, May 12, 2013


moth·er- [muhth -er]
1. a female parent.
2. a mother-in-law, stepmother, or adoptive mother.
3. a term of address for a female parent or a woman having or regarded as having the status, function, or authority of a female parent.

If any of these terms define you, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

Shout out to the women who:

Have woken up throughout the night to feed or care for a child and still manage to function the next day

Have been peed on, shit on [literally], thrown up on

Have used their mouths to remove the germs from a fallen paci

Can hold a sleeping baby and seven bags of groceries up the stairs [Been there. Done that. Many times]

Have had to clean up messes beyond disgusting
(When I was three I showed my mom my poop.
As in grabbing shit from the toilet, holding it in my hand and showing her.
Don’t worry.
Bella went through a phase where she took of her diaper and pooped in her bed.
Like all the time. #KARMA)

Can be sick and still manage to hold it down like nothing is wrong

Clean up messes that don’t belong to them and go on about their business

Know more children’s theme show songs than the ones on Billboard Top 100

Only eats half of their meal because their child, who has their own, still wants their mom’s

Can quickly recover from something their child has said
 “Mommy, look! It’s a little man!”

Has been on the edge of the bed all night because a person half her size takes up majority of the bed

Somehow know what’s wrong with her child and make it better with ease

Have been embarrassed by their toddlers…and later get revenge by embarrassing them as teenagers

Have had to circle around because your talkative child missed their name waited in the carpool line everyday

Have worked all day, make dinner, get children ready for bed and still manage to make holiday cupcakes for class the next day

Have studied with their child all night, receive the test score and celebrate as though she took the test

Have been treated like taxis [minus the getting paid for every mile part]
“…Soooo you can’t you pick up Susie, take us to the mall, go for ice cream and movies and take her home?  Ugh.”

Have taken her hours in the day and used them toward her child’s

Have said, “You can hate me all you want but it’s for your own good.”

Have attended endless games, meets, recitals, ceremonies and plays

Pick up their children from shady house parties without a question

Have stayed up all night waiting and worrying about the whereabouts of your child 

Dealt with undeserving rude actions/words that teenagers execute perfectly
Have unconditionally loved their child, through the eye rolling, teeth sucking, door slamming, back talking and fit throwing

Have done all of the above and do it without expecting anything in return

So to all you mothers and mother figures, in the words of Mr. 2Pac:
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?
Because if we don’t always show it, we do love and appreciate you.

Love you Mom and Mama D.
You da best. ;)

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