As a mom

 As a mom, every day finds me standing.

Sometimes worn down.
Sometimes unsure.
Sometimes carrying more than anyone sees.

But still here.
Still showing up.
Still choosing love, even when it costs me sleep, energy, and pieces of myself.

I bend. I stretch. I learn.
I get through the hard moments one breath at a time.

Because no matter how heavy the day feels,
no matter how long the night lasts,
I will always find my way forward.

I will always make it for them.

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