You are beauty.
To all the mamas…
The mama that heads out the door every morning, while someone else watches her little one while she works to prove that you have to work for what you get in life, she is beauty.
The mama that stays home with her little one and is covered in some bodily fluid, whose sanity is nowhere to be found within the walls of her house…she is beauty.
The mama that is feverishly trying to finish school so that she can help provide and better life for her little one, she is beauty.
The mama that leaves the hospital with a gaping whole in her heart because she had to leave her baby in the NICU, she is beauty.
The mama that will never get to take her baby home from the hospital, she is beauty.
The mama that can’t remember the last time she had a warm meal and the one that always gives the last bite of her dessert because she “don’t need it anyway.” She is beauty.
The mama that has to share her kids with a step mom that she never planned on being there in the first place. She is beauty.
And to that step mama that feels she will never be their “real mama”. She is beauty.
The mama that is forced to love her addiction riddled child from a far, she is beauty.
The mama that works every weekend so that her kids get her undivided attention during the week, she is beauty.
The mama with stretch marks covering her belly. Every mark is a representation of something the grew on her beautiful baby. Be it a foot a finger or an elbow. She stretched so that her baby could grow and she is beauty.
The mama that is anxiously waiting for a home study to be finished so that she might one day get the child she hopes to adopt, she is beauty.
The mama that is carrying that sweet little one in her belly, it is impossible for her to wrap her brain around the joy that is to come. She is beauty.
The mama that will never meet her baby until she passes from this terrestrial sod. She is beauty.
The mama that makes a daily conscious effort to be present in every moment with her little one, she is beauty.
The mama that puts her life on hold for baseball and ballet because she wants her kiddo to remember their mama cheering them on. She is beauty.
The mama that forfeits precious sleep to get up before her kids to exercise or to just have some quiet time so that she can be the best version of herself to her kids. She is beauty.
The mama that looks past the housework that needs to be done because these precious moments with her little are slipping away and those dishes can wait. She is beauty.
To all the mamas that are everything…Happy Mothers Day to you.
To my mama…you have set an unprecedented example of what it is to be a good good mama. You love good and hard and wholeheartedly. You give all of yourself to all of us all of the time. You are my biggest fan and my best friend. I am the mama that I am because of the mama you have always been to me. I never fully understood you but I do now. You are beauty.
To my sweet Finley Grace…You are the greatest joy I have ever known and you have given me the most rewarding title. I am your mama sweet girl. And your mama I will always be. The coming and going. The beginning and end. I am beauty and you are beauty. This life is beautiful. In all of its scars and imperfections. We are beauty because He is beautiful. XOXO
