Life’s Messy, Make The Best of It
Life’s messy. And mine got messier after having kids. We’ve all had our clichéd poop stories, the blowouts and the up-the-backs. There’s also the food fights, where little Johnny’s cheeks and the wall behind him contain more spaghetti than his tummy.
But my messiness is also me. I can’t list all of my mommy messes because there’s too many to count, but also because my swiss-cheese brain can’t remember them all. So here’s a few from my highlight reel.
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