Stories of real Motherhood

Before becoming a mother I had this idea in my head of what motherhood would look like. I.WAS.WRONG

I imagined a life of sunshine, rainbows, and unicorn farts. I pictured endless hugs and kisses, beautiful family photos where everyone smiled, amazing vacations, being a super sexy milf with my super stylish GAP babies, and a marriage that was the envy of all.

After being pregnant, twice, I have realized that I was completely crazy. Not just crazy, but bat sh*t crazy! Sure, there are occasionally the “sunshine and rainbow” moments where your sweet two year old walks up to you and gives you a hug and a kiss and says, “Mommy, I love you. You are my best friend.” But I’m here to tell you about the other 98% of motherhood that no one tells you about; the exhausting, dirty, boogery, messy, smelly, and embarrassing parts of motherhood. I want all of my fellow mamas to know it’s okay to not be perfect, and it’s okay to talk about the gross stuff. It’s okay to talk about the real stuff. We can laugh at the job we are doing being moms while we are on our fourth glass of wine. If you want me to talk about your cracking, bleeding nipples, you got it. If you want me to talk about the newest, most popular DIY cleaning product, that is non-toxic and is made from the tears of angels with just a dash of Vinegar, well…NO. I’m here to tell you that Febreze is so amazing that you’ll never know that my kid peed all over that couch you are sitting on, just a few hours ago.

My goal is to bring a smile to every moms’ face, maybe even a little laugh. (Just a little laugh. I don’t want you all peeing-I know how that goes.) I look forward to writing for you all, and I appreciate feedback!

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2 thoughts on “Stories of real Motherhood”

  1. Hey there! Motherhood can be brutal. I’m a mom of 3 boys (a set of twins included) and boy it was crazy. And I say was because things have gotten better. The twins are now almost 4 years old, and their older brother is 6 years old. I’m so glad to be out of the 3 under 3 or 4 under 4 stage. I want to encourage you that it’ll get better. My mantra during those time was: “this too shall pass”. Stay strong momma! You’re doing great!

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