Whether she’s a working mom clocking long hours

 Whether she’s a working mom clocking long hours,

Or a stay at home mom running on coffee and leftovers…
Behind every child who’s deeply attached to their mama,
Is a woman who gave up so much of herself.
A woman who reshaped her entire life to revolve around that little soul.
She’s the one who stays up all night when they’re sick,
Who worries about every little cough, every scraped knee,
Who carries guilt for things she shouldn't,
And love that runs so deep it hurts sometimes.
She pours every piece of her heart into her child.
She second-guesses herself, sacrifices silently, and still shows up
Even on the days when she feels like she has nothing left to give.
She’s the one who puts her dreams on hold,
Who forgets what it felt like to take care of just herself,
Because now? Her baby comes first. Always.
And even though the world might not always notice what she does,
Her child feels it. Every hug. Every sacrifice. Every ounce of love.
That’s the kind of mother she is.
The kind who deserves to be seen, heard, and reminded that she’s doing an incredible job.

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