Motherhood is a forever voluntary agreement to:

Have your body change in multiple ways during a short span of time.

Wake up in the middle of the night for whatever reason, serious or silly.

Lose track of time completely.

Become a cook, a teacher, a chauffer, a referee, first aid expert, and many more.

Change butts and kiss ouchies.

Fix socks that "feel funny."

Cool off food for the rest of eternity.

Never have a clean car.

Push empty strollers and hold jackets it turns out you didn't need.

Watch kid shows, even when the kid has left the room.

Have a mop top of baby hair tickling your face and you can't move or they might wake up.

Scream "in or out!" every summer until whenever.

Read stories with feet in your face.

Take more photos than your phone storage can handle.

Mystery smells.

Struggle to drink enough water and eat adequate meals.

Step on something gross at least once a day.

Call a plumber to fetch a Paw Patrol toy out of the toilet.

Wash clean clothing all the time. For absolutely no good reason.

Yell into the backseat during every car trip, whether it's five minutes or five hours... for the dumbest things no person should ever be doing in the car, ever.

Clean up toys for the rest of your life.

Be excited about pictures and crafts you can't identify.

Cry at the drop of hat because of something cute, sad, or hilarious.

Raise little people that make you so happy and proud that your heart might burst open at any moment. 💜