Some nights I lay in bed

 Some nights I lay in bed replaying every moment

Every time I lost my patience
Every time I second-guessed myself
Every time I didn’t show up the way I wanted to

I worry I’m messing it all up
I love them so deeply it scares me
And sometimes that love comes out messy

I yell when I meant to stay calm
I give in when I should have stood firm
I get overwhelmed by things that probably won’t matter tomorrow

But the truth is
I’m learning just like they are

And love like this
Even when it's imperfect
Even when it's unsure
Even when it's exhausted
Still holds them tightly
Still shows up every single day

That has to count for something
Because even when I don’t feel like enough
I am their mom
And I’m trying with my whole heart

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