It's one of those nights where mackenzee is having such a hard time falling asleep and all she wants to do is curl up on my chest while I rock her.. It's moments Like this, where I've got worlds worst headache because I'm sleep deprived, and I've got to pee like a race horse, but I already know the moment that I put mackenzee down to go pee, she will wake up and cry so I don't even risk it, that I wish people really saw. Moments when I'm waking up every 3 hours on a nightly basis just to check on her. And moments when she's curled up next to me in the dark almost asleep and I think it's safe to roll over, and she jumps up and says "mommy?" And when I answer her saying "yes mackenzee I'm still here" then she lays right back down as if she just wanted to make sure I hadn't left, that I wish people (people as in judgemental young mom bashers) saw so they'd know that I am just like any other mother, old, young, pink, yellow, brown, black, or blue.we are all the same...I work hard for my daughter, just like any other mom ( well a good one anyway) would, and one day Mackenzee will look back and say "my mom I s a badass. She looked fear in the face and said 'I don't care', and kept on fightin for me"..
Nights like these just really make me appreciate being a mother a little more because even though it took me 3 hours, wrestling with a sick toddler whose already puked on me 3 times, she still stole my heart when she looked up at me and told me she loved me ❤️
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