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To all the mothers

  •  Who don't look the way they used to...
  • That don't feel as confident as they used too.
  • Who's photos are of their beautiful babies instead of selfies because you can't find a filter to fix the tired eyes or get a decent angle anymore.
  • To all the mothers that feel like they have lost their identity.
  • All those who feel like they have lost friends along the way.
  • To the ones who forget what day of the week it is and can't remember the last time you had a bath or toilet break alone. 
I just want to tell you that you are amazing! So strong and beautiful. And that it's okay to cry and crave just 20 minutes alone. You are a superstar; even if you don't always feel like it. Being a mum is hard work and constant. Every day you make it work and get up the next day to do it all again. Be proud of yourself. Every day you become stronger and more inspiring to other mamas just trying to keep it together too. Go Be Your Own Warrior 💜💜💜

She's worth all the struggles, my why in life

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