I’ve seen the Facebook posts and watched the Instagram stories about trafficking attempts and kidnapping and grooming. The only difference is that this happened at our HOME.
I don’t want to look exhausted when I show up to the office, but I have been awake since 4:30 a.m. with an inconsolable kid. I know my eyes look glazed over, but I spent the last 12 hours trying to soothe a baby to sleep.
‘My husband is on the floor, eyes closed, moaning, ‘Syyydd. I can’t see.’ Is this a joke. He has a flu symptom that doesn’t even exist. Actually I can’t. I should leave. Where is this dude’s mom.’
"A mom-heart doesn’t change just because her kids are adults. And no one can ever take that spot in a child’s heart... grown or not. As I’ve gotten older, my mom still does the same motherly things she’s always done, now for me and my babies. She still stands outside, rain or shine, and waves goodbye as we leave."