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Being a Mom

Being a mom is not knowing if that's food or baby poop stained on my jeans

Being a mom is not caring about the spit up that forever lives on my clothes

Being a mom is having people harshly stare when I hold my baby as though I'm to young to be a mom

Being a mom is having people talk about how cute my baby is when grandma (otherwise known as MeMe) holds her

Being a mom is people telling me I shouldn't drink coffee if I'm nursing 

Being a mom is going to Starbucks every morning from waking up every 2 hours to nurse 

Being a mom is sometimes forgetting to stop to think about you 

Being a mom is caring for a little person like you never have before 

Being a mom is having someone say it's to bad I'm so young 

Being a mom is hearing how adorable my baby is, which I couldn't agree more

Being a mom is sometimes caring what other people think

Being a mom is not caring what people think 

Being a mom is having an aching back and hands 

Being a mom is getting a great workout everyday 

Being a mom isn't always sugar, spice, and everything nice

Being a mom is the best thing that ever happened to me 

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