Being a mom can be damn exhausting. Especially when everything is mixed up and you're in the middle of it all. But isn't the chaos really nice sometimes?
I confess: I'm a chaos mom. Because when you moved in, chaos moved in with me – in my life and in my heart. Like an enchanting cyclone. I was bursting with happiness and then screamed into my pillow – because you just didn't stop screaming. Suddenly there was so much of everything: so much love, so much life. Multitasking mom was born. Well, almost … Always ten balls in the air and both hands full. Sometimes it works well and sometimes, well, not so well. Mom is tired and has no time? Mama rushes around and still doesn't get far? Yes, that's partly true. And yet I have the chaos under control! Because I know exactly: When it matters, I just stop for a moment to look at the beetle in the grass or a rainbow with you.
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