Motherhood: Let Me Be Clear

Motherhood is great. It's exciting. Motherhood is just the right amount of comic relief I need. It's random dance sessions with toy guitars. It's horseback rides in the living room. It's home cooked meals often. It's love. It's power. It's night cuddles. It's sporadic "I wuv you's." Motherhood is fun. It's infectious giggles echoing. It's truly a blessing. 

But let me be clear - 

Motherhood isn't for suckas. It's exhausting. It's quick showers. It's rushing constantly out of the house. It's messy. It's food on the floor. It's routines thrown out the window. It's screaming. It's cursing. It's a lot of crying and meltdowns (from both Harlem and myself). It's Hot Wheel cars hiding in inappropriate places. It's chaotic and confusing. 

Motherhood isn't perfect - it's better. It's magical - a superpower I never thought I had. Nothing more has made me want to become a better person than motherhood.

So here's to the mamas, the mommies, the muvas, and the ma's - motherhood isn't easy, but it's amazing.