Bluey Memes & More

19/10/2025

When you sit back and think about it; having a baby is one of the most mind-blowing
things on earth. It all starts as a wish your heart makes. Then you create this tiny human from scratch. Then they exit your body and you leave the hospital to go home and suddenly they’re just there. Living life with you as if they had always existed. ❤️

Truth be told; it’s hard to even imagine a life
before they were part of it at all. They fit like a missing puzzle piece.

Pregnancy is truly a miracle. A million stars need to align all at once for it to come to fruition.

Motherhood is a gift I will never take for granted.💞

19/10/2025

a mom who uses screen time.

Not because I’m lazy.

Not because I don’t care.

But because, honestly, it helps us get through the day.

There are moments when I need time -

To fold the laundry without tripping over toys,

To cook a meal without little hands pulling at me,

To take a quick shower before the day eats me alive,

Or just to sit down and breathe when everything feels too much.

Sometimes, I cry.

Sometimes, I need silence.

And during those moments, if a cheerful cartoon character or an educational show can keep my child entertained and happy for a little while…

Then yes, I turn the screen on.

Without guilt. Without apology.

Because in this house, we do what works.

We do what brings peace.

We do what helps us survive the chaos of raising tiny humans with big emotions.

No, I don’t need praise for cutting back screen time.

And I don’t deserve judgment for allowing it.

My kids are growing.

My kids are learning.

Most importantly, my kids are loved - deeply, fiercely, endlessly.

If screen time gives me a break so I can come back with more patience, more love, and more strength - Then I’ll keep pressing play.

Again and again.

19/10/2025

19/10/2025

Motherhood doesn’t end when they grow up.
It doesn’t stop when they stop needing help with shoes or bedtime stories.

It just changes.
It becomes quieter, but deeper.
It’s being the person they call when the world feels too heavy.
It’s staying up late just to make sure they got home safe.
It’s still worrying, still praying, still loving them with everything I have.

I’ll always be their home, their calm, their person.
No matter how old they get if they need me, I’ll show up.
Because as long as I’m here, they’ll never be alone in this world.

19/10/2025

It takes a woman 2 whole years after birth to get back to feeling like themselves.

2 whole years for their hormones to return to normal.

2 whole years for their brain chemistry to balance.

Most relationships end in this time because of lack of patience and understanding.

Be kind and patient with moms.

19/10/2025

Mornings like this never go as planned.
The toast burns, someone can’t find their shoe,
and the kitchen turns into a dance floor before breakfast.

And in between the noise and the mess,
I catch myself smiling —
because this is what “having everything I ever wanted” really looks like.

Not perfect.
Not calm.
But alive.
Loud.
And filled with love that doesn’t need quiet to be beautiful. 💛

19/10/2025

She doesn’t even realize what she’s doing right now.

Feeding her toy babies with such care — patting their backs, whispering “it’s okay,”
because that’s what she’s seen me do.

And my heart aches a little, because she’s learning love by watching me.
How I hold her. How I soothe her. How I try, even when I’m tired.

Someday she’ll be grown, maybe rocking her own little one in tired arms,
and some part of her will remember this —
the softness, the patience, the way love looked in small, ordinary moments. 💛

19/10/2025

I watched them play today —
laughing, running, sliding down like the world was theirs.
And for a moment, I forgot about the to-do list,
the phone calls,
the mess waiting at home.

All I saw were two little souls who still believe
that playgrounds are magical,
that every slide ends in laughter,
that joy doesn’t have to be earned.

One day, they’ll outgrow these slides.
They’ll trade playgrounds for bigger worlds.
And I’ll look back at photos like this,
wondering how it all went by so fast.

But today… I got to watch them be little.
And that’s enough. 💛

19/10/2025

I’m not the perfect dad.
Sometimes I lose my patience.
Sometimes I forget how small they still are.
And sometimes I look at them mid-laughter,
and realize — they won’t always fit this small on the couch beside me.

One day they’ll stop asking me to join their games.
One day, this living room won’t echo with giggles and chaos.
And I’ll wish I could come back here —
to this moment,
to this noise,
to these tiny hands that still reach for mine.

So tonight, I’ll sit a little longer.
I’ll listen a little closer.
Because being their dad
is the best thing I’ll ever get to do. 💙

18/10/2025

She held the tablet up and said, “Look, Mum! It’s Dad!”
But the screen was blank.
Just two fingers shaped like ears, wobbling above the frame.

And then I realized… she wasn’t trying to FaceTime him.
She was pretending.
Making up a moment she missed.
Filling the silence with laughter, imagination, and love.

That’s the thing about little hearts —
they don’t always have the words to say “I miss you,”
but they feel the distance.
They notice when someone’s gone.
They try to make the world feel whole again in their own small way.

And it broke me, in the softest way.

Because sometimes, as parents, we wonder…
Are we doing enough? Are they okay? Will they understand?

But then you see your kids playing pretend FaceTime —
and you realize:
They don’t just remember the days you were there.
They carry the love with them, even when you're not.

So if you’re missing bedtime…
Or you're overwhelmed with guilt…
Or you're worried they’ll forget how much you love them—

Let this be your reminder:

They know.
They always know.
And sometimes, love shows up
in the shape of two little fingers pretending to be ears. 🤍