Mamalode

I wouldn’t give up any of my motherhood worries for all the irresponsible shenanigans in the world.

I don’t know where I would be without the amazing group of friends I get to call my mommy support system.

It makes me feel guilty. Because I really am thankful for all that I have every day, yet I need a holiday set aside to fully express that gratitude.

“You got another tattoo mommy?” she squealed.

I grew up surrounded by the noise, and smell, of boys. I both hated and loved it. It shaped me into the me I am today.

Part of me just loves that she skipped right over wanting to be a princess, and went straight to being the queen.