Motherhood is…torn.


Ahh finally a moment to yourself. You’ve been looking forward to Grandma and Grandpa taking the babies over night so you can get just a little ME time followed by much overdue husband and wife time when the man gets home.

But then…the house is a little too quiet and a little too clean…and a small tear runs down your cheek.

You’re torn between gratefulness, relief and missing them terribly the second they walk out the door.

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