MOTHERHOOD
I carried you in my womb for nine months… felt sick for months with nausea, then watched my feet swell (and even disappear), my skin stretch and tear; i struggled to climb stairs, and got breathless quick; i suffered many sleepless nights. Then went through pain to bring you into this world.
Then, I became your nurse, your chef, your maid, your chauffeur, your biggest fan, your teacher, your helper, your prayer warrior, and your BEST FRIEND. I struggled for you, cried over you, hoped the best for you, and PRAYED for you.
*stolen and slightly modified.

I think I need to frame this and hang it in my kids room as not only a reminder to them but also a reminder to myself of what the 2nd half reminds me to be.