I've touched base on my love for mops before but as we gear up for the next semester I'm reminded of how important this community is.
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It comes with long nights, snotty noses, tears and fighting. It comes with hugs, snuggles and smiles. There's screaming, hitting, time outs and pouting. We see joy and laughter that can quickly turn to tantrums if something doesn't go just the right way.
You want to know what it's like being a mom to a 2 year old? Imagine living with a tiny little person who has a split personality but loves you more than anything in the world- until you use the word "no". You're mom and their world revolves around you- so much so that you can't even pee alone. Showering? Forget it, better master the ole dry shampoo/perfume cover up now.
You want to know what it's like being a mom to a 2 year old? Imagine living with a tiny little person who has a split personality but loves you more than anything in the world- until you use the word "no". You're mom and their world revolves around you- so much so that you can't even pee alone. Showering? Forget it, better master the ole dry shampoo/perfume cover up now.
But we do it. We are moms and we have chosen to love those little people more then they love us. Yet we are women too and the community that MOPS gives us helps me remember that I am not alone in this. God has a plan for us and we aren't meant to do it alone.
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