27/10/2025
The loud mom.
The tattooed mom.
The tired mom.
The present mom.
The one who might not always have it all together, but always shows up anyway.
The one who’s running on caffeine and love,
who might forget the school forms but never forgets to say I love you.
I’m not the “picture-perfect” kind of mom.
You’ll find me with messy hair, loud music, and a house that looks lived in.
But my kids? They know they’re loved.
Deeply. Fiercely. Unconditionally.
Because motherhood isn’t about perfection.
It’s about showing up… even when you’re exhausted, overstimulated, and questioning if you’re doing it right.
It’s about laughing through the chaos, apologizing when you lose your temper,
and choosing love again and again.
The loud mom. The tattooed mom. The tired mom.
Yeah … that’s me.
And if that’s what being present looks like…
I’ll take it every time.
( inte min text, men väldigt talande och jag känner igen mig i det mesta av den )
