this is us. the real us.

I will never win an award for Mom of the year.
My toddler has one volume, loud AF.
I get annoyed by things that shouldn’t bother me at all (the sound of chewing).
My husband, nine+ years later still gives me butterflies.
I never know what to wear even when going nowhere.
My daughter is a stage five clinger but my gawd is she beautiful.
I pin more than I make.
I try – hard – every day.
I watch all the emotional shows and although my husband won’t watch with me, if it weren’t for his weekly reminders I’d miss all the episodes…
This is part of me.
This is us.

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