The kids are 7, 4 & a half and 5 months old. I'm exhausted and This Is My Motherhood:
Rocking chair sitting tall
Breast pads in big boxes
Big breasts in worn out nursing bras.
Breastfeeding pillow on the ottoman
Humming, bubbling fish tank that used to hold three...sadly, down to one.
The fighther. He's in good company 'round here.
Pictures of my children smiling back at me. Talking to me. Reminding me of their sweetness that day.
Hand lotion, throat drops & chap stick -
Breastfeeding sucks you dry!
Water bottle that can't get refilled enough. Never enough.
More ice please!
Coffee cup. My favorite that holds handmade decaf hazelnut lattes - when I get the time.
Somedays I never get the time...
Non-perishable snacks in plastic containers that sometimes dub as my breakfast.
Usually dub as my breakfast...
Baby clippers, baby socks, baby blankets & burpie cloths.
My phone, of course.
A novel that is collecting dust.
A children's book that gets opened daily.
Big box of Kleenex to wipe up tears, spit-up, kid boogers, baby drool, runny noses and mama tears.
We have those too. Sometimes more than babies.
Every remote to every device in the room, especially the fan.
Tiny bodies are like tiny heaters.
Amber teething necklace to ease achey babies.
Camera to capture it all - this beautiful, messy life I have.
...oh and a pile of laundry just whining, begging and throwing tantrums to be folded.
But let's be honest here - it's more of a "family dresser that sits on the couch" at this point.
This is my motherhood.
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