I love being a mom and wouldn't trade it for the world. I honestly have a hard time remembering what life was like before I had kids. My oldest child will be 19 this week, and considering I can't even remember what I had for breakfast, it's not surprising I can't remember those pre-mom days from nearly 2 decades ago.
Before I was a mom…
my jeans fit.
I drove a Mustang, not a church van.
there weren’t any fruit snacks smashed into the seatbelts in my car.
there weren’t any drawings on the furniture in my house.
I had never tried the delicacy of a chicken nugget.
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