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Adult Bluey Fans

Welcome 🎉 This is a safe and fun community for grown-ups who adore Bluey and her wholesome adventures. Let's celebrate the magic of Bluey together! 💙🐾"

Whether you're here for laughs, life lessons, or just to share the love, you're in the right place.

03/12/2025

Everyone Tells You That The Years Fly By✨
They Say, "They're Only Little For A Moment." But Nothing Truly Prepares You For Just How Fast It All Happens⌛️

One Minute, You're Staring At A Positive Test,🍼And The Next, You're Holding A Tiny Newborn-Your Whole World,💖
Your Entire Heart, Resting Right There On Your Chest♥️

Then You Blink, And Suddenly, They're Not So Tiny Anymore🫣
Every Day, They Learn Something New,🌟And Their Personality Starts To Shine Through🌈

And You Find Yourself Wanting Time To Stop🛑 To Pause Everything, Just For A Moment🕰️

Because While You're Excited To Watch Them Grow, You Can't Help But Wish It Would S L O W Down💕Even If Just A Little🥹🤞🏽

03/12/2025

What a privilege it is to have your bed occupied by a tiny human who thinks it’s the safest place in the world 🥹🤍. There’s something so profoundly beautiful about those quiet moments when they curl up beside you, their little breaths steady and their trust in you absolute. 💕✨

03/12/2025

Sometimes, when I hold her little paw in mine, I realize just how fleeting this season of life really is. She looks up at me with so much trust, as if I have all the answers, as if my love alone can shield her from every storm. And in her eyes, I see innocence, wonder, and a faith so pure it takes my breath away.

Being her mom isn’t just about guiding her—it’s about slowing down enough to see the world the way she does. Every giggle, every question, every small hand tugging at mine is a reminder that these days won’t last forever.

One day, she’ll be too tall to look up at me this way. One day, she’ll let go of my hand to chase her own adventures. And when that time comes, I hope she’ll carry in her heart the unshakable truth that she was loved fiercely, completely, and without conditions.

For now, I’ll hold her as tightly as she needs, and love her with all that I am—because these are the days that will live forever in both our hearts. 🧡

03/12/2025

There’s a certain kind of hug that lingers long after the arms let go… the kind where your child presses in with their whole being, and you feel their trust, their safety, their love wrapped around you.

Moments like this remind me why motherhood is both the heaviest and the holiest job I’ll ever have. She doesn’t need me to have all the answers. She doesn’t need me to be perfect. She just needs me to be *here*—steady, soft, and hers.

One day, she won’t reach for me like this. She’ll stand taller, chase her own adventures, and the world will tug her farther and farther away. But right now… right now she still leans in, eyes closed, heart wide open. And I’ll hold her as long as she lets me.

Because these small moments? They’re not small at all. They’re everything. 🧡

03/12/2025

There’s a kind of peace you only find in a parent’s arms…
The world may spin fast, problems may feel heavy,
but in this one embrace, time slows down.

It’s in these moments—
when little giggles melt into warm cuddles—
that you realize love doesn’t need grand gestures.
Sometimes, it’s as simple as lying in the grass,
holding onto each other,
and knowing that here, in this hug,
you are home. ❤️

03/12/2025

One day they won’t fit in my arms like this.
One day I won’t hear the little giggles pressed against my chest,
or feel their tiny arms holding me like I’m their whole world.

But today…
today I do.

And in this moment, I close my eyes,
I breathe them in,
and I promise myself I’ll remember—
the warmth,
the weight,
the love that fills a room
just because they are here.

Because childhood is not forever…
but these memories,
these embraces,
these moments—
they will live in my heart forever. ❤️

03/12/2025

Mom guilt is real.
It’s feeling bad for losing your patience when you’re running on no sleep.
It’s questioning if you played with them enough, hugged them enough, were enough.
It’s wondering if you’re doing this whole “mom” thing right, while comparing yourself to everyone who seems to have it all together.
It’s laying in bed at night replaying every moment you wish you could redo- the sighs, the “just a minute,” the times you weren’t fully present.
It’s feeling torn between taking care of yourself and giving every last piece of yourself to your kids.
But here’s what I’m learning- mom guilt shows up because we care so deeply.
Because we love our kids more than anything.
Because we want to give them the best of us.
So if you’re sitting in that guilt today, please know this:
You are trying. You are loving. You are showing up.
And that makes you a good mom - even on the hard days.
Your kids don’t need perfect. They just need you.🤍

03/12/2025

We were supposed to be doing something else today.
Laundry. Dishes. Work. The usual list of a thousand little things that never seem to end.

But then—
he laughed.
That kind of laugh that comes from somewhere pure and untamed,
the kind that makes you forget what was so important in the first place.

So I put the phone down.
The chores could wait.
And we ended up on the floor, rolling, giggling, breathing the same sunshine that poured through the window.

For a few wild minutes, time stopped.
It was just us — messy hair, muddy hands, and hearts full of joy.

One day, these games will fade.
He’ll be too big to tumble into my arms,
too busy to stay tangled in this small, simple happiness.

But today…
today I get to hold this version of him.
The one who still thinks the world is safe when he’s in my arms.
The one who doesn’t know how quickly these moments slip away.

So I’ll stay here, in this laughter-soaked afternoon,
and let love be louder than everything else. 🤍

03/12/2025

There are moments when I catch you looking up at me like this…
and my whole world stops.

It’s not the toys on the ground,
not the leaves around us,
not even the sun shining through the trees—
it’s the way your little eyes hold mine.

In that gaze, I see trust.
I see wonder.
I see the reflection of a love so pure it breaks me a little,
because I know one day you’ll grow,
and this small hand won’t always reach for mine.

But today, you’re still here—
standing close, heart wide open,
believing that your mama hung the moon.

And I’ll spend every breath making sure you always know,
you’ve been my greatest gift. 🌸✨

03/12/2025

Sometimes motherhood looks like laughter, warm hugs, and picture-perfect moments.
And sometimes… it looks like this.

The mess on the floor.
The exhaustion in my eyes.
The weight of trying to hold everything together while silently wondering if I’m enough.

But even on the hardest days—
when I feel small, overwhelmed, and undone—
I remind myself of one truth:
to them, I am still home.
I am still comfort.
I am still love.

And maybe that’s all I ever needed to be. ❤️

02/12/2025

the toddler stage is NOT for the weak 😩😮‍💨 all they do is walk around with a beer belly saying no, sn**ch stuff out of your hands, break everything you own, throw tantrums, and randomly give hugs that make you forget how bad they've been.

02/12/2025

I’m 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.

Because I’m not just raising kids.
I’m also trying to take care of myself.
And there’s no shame in that.