Who knew right?
Think back to the first day on your first job. In a completely new surrounding, you might have been asked to take care of an issue without any prior training. Becoming a mom is like that, but nothing like that.
Overnight, you are made the keyholder to the self destruct button of the entire world. One wrong step and kaboom. There is a glaring lack of an authoritative instruction manual, which leads to the void being supplemented by a plethora of unofficial, "friendly neighbor" advices. And that's always helpful.
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It's not easy to be a working mom.
To be a committed employee to your job and to meet the needs of a toddler. I don't need to say much. You are the superhero every kid deserves.
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It's not easy to be a wife, who's a mother.
During the initial stages of parenthood, during those moments of experiencing the firsts of your child, during the frustrations of having to give up your earlier comparatively carefree lifestyles, it's usual for both of us to forget that we were once a thing. But when she places her one hand on my face and the other on yours, and then breaks out into the most beautiful of smiles, we realize that the our feelings were only playing hide and seek.
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It's not easy to be the mom of a premature baby.
Remember the self destruct button I was talking about earlier. This is when someone else presses the button and then leaves you in charge.
The normal pregnancy comes with enough trauma and tension included in the box. Prematurity kicks it up several notches. The simplest of pains is that you only get to see your kid (don't even dream about holding her) for less than ten minutes a day for the first 40 days. Everything else builds on that.
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It's not easy to not fall in love with this feeling.
This is one job you would find hard to hate. One smile from the upcoming terror, and you end up forgetting about everything else.
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Happy Mother's Day, Love!!!
